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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.”

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i still live up to the 'smaller means angrier' stereotype.

at any point i will be thinking of richard's sikens works or virginia woolf.

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MEMBER:
quiet;
tell me how all this, and love too, will ruin us.