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I like the night. Without the dark, we’d never see the stars.

Stephenie Meyer

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Perhaps there could be no joy on this planet without an equal weight of pain to balance it out on some unknown scale.
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Equality Joy Planet Scale Weight
The absence of him is everywhere I look.
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Absence Himself Myself
Time passes. Even when it seems impossible. Even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. It passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. Even for me.
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Heart Broken Impossible Myself Time
We should have been wiser; we should have died yesterday.
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Death Myself Past Wisdom
I belong wherever I want to be.
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Belong Myself Place
Despite my best efforts I’ve seen you naked before – doesn’t do much for me so no worries.
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Best Effort Myself Naked Worry
I’m not like a car you can fix up. I’m never gonna run right.
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Car Hard Time Myself Repair Right Run
The absence of him is everywhere I look.
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Absence Himself Myself See
Driving at the speed limit–hideous thought.
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Drive Limitation Speed Thinking
Without the existence of the opposite, the concept has no meaning.
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Concept Existence Meaning
Her scent blazed in my throat and I was glad. It was a pain that meant she was alive. As long as I burned, she was safe.
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Alive Burn Happiness Herself Pain Safety
Did you know, you’re sort of beautiful?’ ‘You hit your head pretty hard, didn’t you?
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Beautiful Head Hit Yourself
And then I saw the way he looked at her, like he was a blind man, seeing the sun for the very first time.
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Himself See Sun Time Way
The story was a sleeping girl in a narrow bed Dark hair thick and wild and twisted like seaweed across the pillow.
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Darkness Hair Pillow Story Thick
After a few decades, everyone you know will be dead. Problem solved.
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Dead Problem Solution Time Yourself
Maybe you’ll get lucky. I said bleakly, lurching on my feet. Maybe I’ll get hit by a truck on my way back.
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Back Fate Hit Luck Myself Truck Way

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