I have been in hiding three weeks. I think I am slowly going even madder than before.
Christine! Christine! How am I supposed to live without you, my angel? How can I live without your voice in my ears?
I don't think I can. I think I'm going to die.

I have been in hiding three weeks. I think I am slowly going even madder than before.
Christine! Christine! How am I supposed to live without you, my angel? How can I live without your voice in my ears?
I don't think I can. I think I'm going to die.
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