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“It takes a lot of time to get over someone. At first, it's like your world has stopped turning, like everything has gone into black and white and all that matters is that they have gone. But slowly the unstoppable scream of pain becomes a howl, and then it becomes a cry, then a moan. I know it doesn't feel like it, but new life will begin to fill in the gaps. [Audrey Landon, to Nell Brown]”

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