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He remembered the evening he spoke those momentous words to her, so softly, while the quiet nestled in the trees like the densest fog; his every deep unspoken thought kept fiercely to his core, without the slightest tinge of ill-will despite her pitiless indifference to everything he’d struggled so intrepidly to subsume, without sense of repercussion or benefit… such thoughts consuming his every conscious move. (see more)
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this is good. worth a read