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Thursday, February 17, 2011

so full of you

nina. they say this place is bohemian....they were frightened i might become an actress....but i ache to return to this lake, as if i were a sea gull....my heart is full, so full of you. [looks around.]

treplyov. we are completely alone.

nina. i thought i heard someone...

treplyov. no one. [a kiss.]

-the seagull, anton chekhov