At the end of the day, you are alone.
And it does not matter what you have done.
It does not matter what your dreams are.
You are just alone.
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...sometimes broken things make the best building supplies. and we'll keep on building. hearts aren't made of glass, they're made of muscle, and blood, and something else. and they don't so much as break, as bend and tear. we have what it takes to keep it together; and move on. --Defiance, Ohio
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