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you have me on a string.
you're not gonna let go of me, are you?
'please, don't, don't! don't you ever do that', a voice within me is begging.

alexander called me.
orthodox christmas is his thing. he has his reasons to believe in God. once he simply faced the faith - if the word 'simply' is appropriate when you're talking about God.
he called me and said, 'guess what. last night my gps suddenly turned on right in front of me, on the table. and i heard: 'make a u-turn at the first opportunity, your destination is opposite your current location'. and it turned off. i'm not superstitious, you know, and i'm not gonna interpret it. but that's what has happened'.
'it's like christmas divination', i said in amazement.
'upgraded one?', he asked.
'yeah', i nodded, 'special 21 century prediction for the special one. limited edition and everything', i replied.
'hey, lenie?', he called my name.
'huh?' i responded, 'there's a star?'.
'yeah, definitely. there's a star', he smiled to me warmly from far away.

that's his way to say merry christmas. there's a star.
very personal. very alexander.

there's a star.

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