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I want to write down the words that my loved ones used when they died. Michel platini died, and I want to publish an article for him.

Miss, long and quiet, vaguely with twilight, through the boundless ignorance, filled with gentle season. The heart is in harmony, forgetting the change of seasons and a wisp of kitchen smoke between blue bricks and green tiles. In the long river of years, * * * dance is attached to its heart's content, and the fragments of life are warmed unconsciously. ...