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Perhaps nothing marks the passage of time as inexorably as the loss of love.
Home. It is both unbearably vivid and impossible to reach.
“It’s why I love you. It is why I will always love you.”
“I love you too.” “Then you will keep going?”
“And when you are dead, you are nothing.”
“Fortune favors the brave”
This is not where it ends.