Can't unlove you

[Emwe Soul]

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ind//for i bakvendt-land indentind//der kan alt gå an //Emwe Soul tar det siste verset av en sang han ikke kan As his mother spoke, the boy seized the opportunity to press his face against her again - it was always nice. Not one of those things you could grow tired of, like playing alone or trying to make a conversation with Conor. Ever since Conor had come back from his adventure he was a lot more quiet than before, and the conversations were sometimes a bit weird. What he wasn't aware of, of course, was the fact that Conor was just slightly more intelligent than himself, or had at least developed further down that path. Perhaps he would catch his brother at a later stage, but currently he was a little bit behind. As his nostrils took in her scent the little boy smiled, unaware of the chaotic everyday life of his broken little family, or the mental turmoils his brother was going through. All he could sense was the warm embrace of his mother, this saint - the most beautiful woman in the world. She was never wrong. Mommy said he could come visit her, and suddenly the boy pulled his face from her furs and looked at her, puzzled. Why, perhaps she could just come and make daddy stop hiding instead? It wasn't that he didn't remember that she had said she had to stay here, he just didn't see the link between that, and not being able to live with daddy. Not strange, either, as she had simply made a statement with no explanation. Maybe Daddy's is nicer if you live in the house again? //der er de like tøysete og rare alle mann //

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