Jacques, Miriam, Miguel, and I: What can I say?
As time passed we became like tropical lianas hanging on a giant tree. We used to think that it was the tree of friendship and love.
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Once Jacques said:
“It is nonchalance that destroys love and friendship.”
To which Miguel replied:
“No, it is the lack of boundaries.”
Time was going to prove him right.
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