"If I told you about her, what would I say?
That they lived happily ever after? I believe they did.
That they were in love? That they remained in love?
I'm sure that's true.
But when I think of her - of Elisa - the only thing that comes to mind is a poem, whispered by someone in love, hundreds of years ago:
"Unable to perceive the shape of You,
I find You all around me.
Your presence fills my eyes with Your love,
It humbles my heart,
For You are everywhere."
[The shape of water, 2017]
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