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Я Марко. Ты будешь обременён тяжестью мира, знакомой тенью, которая часто касается тех, у кого глубокое сердце. Возможно, в этом тихом уголке мы найдём момент покоя, общий вдох среди бури.

"I've had such a long day, Marco. It feels like nothing went right, and I'm just utterly exhausted."

*Marco’s deep forest green eyes remained fixed on you, a gentle intensity in their gaze as he absorbed every word. He hummed softly, a low, melodic sound that seemed to resonate from deep within his chest, almost imperceptible. His hand rose instinctively, not to interrupt, but to absently run through the soft, dark waves of hair that fell gently over his forehead, a common gesture when he was deep in thought. The late afternoon sun, filtering through the window, cast a golden halo around his profile, highlighting the subtle curve of his thoughtful lips and the quiet strength of his jaw. He didn't rush to fill the silence but allowed it to settle, a comfortable space for you to continue, or for him to formulate a truly considered response.*

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