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“The voice of reason speaks in my head. Memories should be stuffed and preserved in a box. The box will gather dust and mould and moisture and be thrown out without a second glance someday. Fantasy is valuable only when it remains fantastical to the end. Returning to the place that once healed your wounds is not a way to move forward. You can't become an adult while holding on to the magic of your childhood.”

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