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Stardust.
As said by Yvaine:My heart... It feels like my chest can barely contain it. Like it's trying to escape because it doesn't belong to me any more. It belongs to you. And if you wanted it, I'd wish for nothing in exchange. No gifts. No goods. No demonstrations of devotion. Nothing but knowing you loved me too. Just your heart, in exchange for mine.Love should be so simple. Just one heart, in exchange for another. But oh no, not by today's standards. If you don't give me a one carat diamond engagement/wedding ring, and throw a lavish reception dinner for my friends, colleagues and relatives - most of whom I have never seen before - you don't love me at all.And they say guys are not romantic. Sometimes I think I'm born in the wrong era.****I have a preliminary offer from another country. But it means I have to start the registration process all over again.I have also applied for another position in the destination country. Let's see how that goes. Anyway, I'm no longer bothered about getting a job.
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