#Marie Lu

It is hard to describe loss to someone who has never experienced it, impossible to explain all the ways it changes you. But

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Everyone has a different way of escaping the dark stillness of their mind.

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It is hard to describe loss to someone who has never experienced it, impossible to explain all the ways it changes you. But

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Each day means a new twenty-four hours. Each day means everything’s possible again. You live in the moment, you die in

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Everyone has a different way of escaping the dark stillness of their mind.

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It is hard to describe loss to someone who has never experienced it, impossible to explain all the ways it changes you. But

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Everyone has a different way of escaping the dark stillness of their mind.

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Everyone has a different way of escaping the dark stillness of their mind.

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It hurts every day, the absence of someone who was once there.

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It hurts every day, the absence of someone who was once there.

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You rarely regret the things you do, but always the things you don’t.

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It is hard to describe loss to someone who has never experienced it, impossible to explain all the ways it changes you. But

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Everyone has a different way of escaping the dark stillness of their mind.

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Each day means a new twenty-four hours. Each day means everything’s possible again. You live in the moment, you die in

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It is hard to describe loss to someone who has never experienced it, impossible to explain all the ways it changes you. But

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It is hard to describe loss to someone who has never experienced it, impossible to explain all the ways it changes you. But

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It hurts every day, the absence of someone who was once there.

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Everyone has a different way of escaping the dark stillness of their mind.

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Everyone has a different way of escaping the dark stillness of their mind.

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Each day means a new twenty-four hours. Each day means everything’s possible again. You live in the moment, you die in

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