we are all of us acquainted with sorrow and that being said we’re maybe better for it if that’s the natural order and it seems to be dear reader we have suffered we have suffered to our shame I hope for your sake that your greatest regret in this season of regrets was an affair of the heart that’s where it counts because that’s the best of us that’s where we live love and betrayal it’s a fearsome thing but the crimes we commit for love are perhaps our saving grace
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