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“Sometimes you must feel pain, she'd said, stroking their hair. But when you tire from it, tell yourself: I will be okay. I will survive. Even if you don't believe it. Eventually, you will. Because it was never a lie to begin with. You will. We all will.”

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Book:Lalani of the Distant Sea

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