Jacob quietly waits for his lovely beloved, while sitting uncomfortably on a bench, in freezing cold, in the incoherence of a hot sun. It was late, perhaps too late, yet he sat with only one concern, that his pretty lady was alright. He called her repeatedly, he wrote to her fleetingly and worried occasionally, still  he had faith in his precise arrival, which turned in a tragic reality, but perhaps not as he wanted, because she arrived from the hand of another, unfamiliar man, holding sweaty hands. holding hands with such fervor that it was contagious, but it wasn't like that for a collapsed person. Seeing them, Jacob's overwhelming concern quickly vanished and only embarrassing tears stopped, so as to even so he approached them as a pleasant stranger greeted them and I wish them a beautiful night, even if it seems that he did it not only easily but also happily, naturally and simply But the reality within Jacob was worse than he showed, however I harshly accept it, but a broken heart is all that´s left.

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Puntos 2, 3, 4 y 5

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