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March 26, 2015

The truth is that, in spite of all my love, I had not been able to live that life of blind patience, without words, without plans. I could not live her life of ignorance. And I had travelled far and wide, had built, had created, had loved people and abandoned them. My days had been full to overflowing — but nothing had filled my heart like . . .


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