"There was love, a reliable and real love grown in a handful of days, and Tristan did not know why it was: friendship had happened to both of them, on ...
Could there be a snare in too much beauty? Could there be too much expectation of good, and too much fiath? Could ever there be too much love?And could love require lies?
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Could there be a snare in too much beauty? Could there be too much expectation of good, and too much...
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