.. and then he pulled up his sagging chin and thought for a second.. i wish i could cry like that little boy who broke his favourite toy carelessly.. as he saw his life's love walk pass by the shadows of wilderness.. hugging tightly the divorce papers in her hands.. relieved from his tyranny.. but did she ever ask why.. why he was absolutely mad at her for every silliness.. because.. because he believed that she was his.. his possession absolutely..
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