“I was dying, but I had died before, and would die again. We have told this story so many times, you and I, and we would tell it so many more, and it would always end here, like this: with my blood on your hands and your tears on my face.
Call it God or fate, bad luck or good-all I knew is that I would see you again, and it was enough.”
WHAT DO YOU ALL KNOW ABOUT YEARNING???????
— Feb 22, 2026 02:06PM
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