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The hills in the distance held my life in a bowl filled with everything I could possibly want.
I abandoned myself to him and in him. It was only that I could not find a voice for the flood of my happiness.
The painful things—Werenro’s story, Re-nefer’s choice, even my own loneliness—seemed like the knots on a beautiful necklace, necessary for keeping the beads in place.
