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‘Though my soul may set in darkness, it will rise in perfect light; I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night’ —Sarah Williams, The Old Astronomer
When you agree to create, you agree to destroy. No one ever mentions that. Infinity allows for infinite ends.
What happened to the little girl I was? When did she die inside me? How do I resurrect her? What could that girl have grown to be?
