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Her faith had twisted very early in her childhood; it would slowly grow ever more bent into its geometry until it was its own angular, majestic thing.
She is glad of the release of it. Aging is a constant loss; all the things considered essential in youth prove with time that they are not.
invisible weights they have dragged behind them
Foolish creature, old Marie would say to that child. Open your hands and let your life go. It has never been yours to do with what you will.
