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In between the pages I’m not myself—and more myself than in any other place on earth.
When the ash rose up to choke me, it was thoughts of you that helped me breathe. When the night seemed never-ending, it was dreams of you that helped me sleep.
“It’s simple to love someone on the days that are easy. But you find out what your love is made of on the days that are hard.�
