love story

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In the old days, when there were no human beings on earth yet, virtues and vices roamed the world together and felt very bored. One day, as a solution to the intractable problem of boredom, he proposed creativity to a game and called it cover-up. Everyone loved the idea and everyone started shouting: I want to I begin.. I want to begin. Madness said: I am the one who will close his eyes and start counting, and you must immediately disappear. Then he leaned his elbows on a tree and started one, two, three, and the virtues and vices began to hide. Raqqa found a place for itself on the moon, and betrayal hid itself in a pile of rubbish, and passion went among the clouds, and longing went to the underground. And the madness continued: seventy-nine, eighty, eighty-one       During that, all the virtues and vices were hidden, except that love, as usual, was not a decision-maker, and therefore did not decide where to hide, and this is not surprising to anyone, for we know how difficult it is to hide love.Madness continued: - ninety-five, ninety-six, ninety-seven, and when madness reached its number: a hundred, love jumped in the midst of a clump of roses and disappeared inside it. To you, I come to you. Laziness was the first to be revealed because it did not make any effort to hide itself, then the hidden tenderness appeared in the moon, and then the lie emerged from the bottom of the lake, cut off from the breath, and the madness indicated the longing to return from the earth, madness. He found them all one after the other, except for love. He almost became frustrated and despairing in his search for love. And envy approached madness. When envy approached him, he whispered in madness's ear. He said: Love is hidden among the rose bush. Madness picked up a wooden thorn more like a wooden thorn. With a spear, he began to stab the rose bush recklessly He did not stop until he heard the sound of crying tears of hearts. Love appeared from under the rose bush, and he covered his eyes with his hands, blood dripping from between his fingers. The madman cried in regret: Oh my God, what did I do to you? I lost your sight, what do I do to fix my mistake after I lost you sight? Love replied: “You won’t be able to look back at me, but there is still something you can do for me.”