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[tasryan]

my heart has closed on itself, quietly learning that silence is noble and sorrow nothing that speech can cure. sadness has never driven sadness off; fate blows hardest on a bleeding heart. so those who thirst for glory smother secret weakness and longing, neither weep nor sign nor listen to the sickness in their souls.

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[shoulderwhl]

a wonderful valentines day to you.