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Time was passing like a hand waving from a train I wanted to be on. I hope you never have to think about anything as much as I think about you.

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She was a genius of sadness, immersing herself in it, separating its numerous strands, appreciating its subtle nuances. She was a prism through which ...more

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I wanted to tell her everything, maybe if I'd been able to, we could have lived differently, maybe I'd be there with you now instead of here. Maybe......more

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The mistakes I've made are dead to me. But I can't take back the things I never did.