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Bitter Tales
into a chemical process. It is the beacon that guides us back homewhen no one is there, and the light that illuminates our loss.Its absence robs us of all pleasure of our capacity for joy.It makes our nights darker and our days gloomier.But when we find love no matter how wrong, how sad, or how terriblewe cling to it. It gives us our strength. It holds us upright.It feeds on us and we feed on it. Love is our grace. Love is our downfall.
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