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Image of the quote is loading... SaveSave It seemed that we loved each other better when there were large swaths of two continents between us. The daily work of love was often hard to perform at home. - Quote by Aleksandar Hemon

It seemed that we loved each other better when there were large swaths of two continents between us. The daily work of love was often hard to perform at home.

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