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Can we not live as though we always loved?


When we lose one we love, our bitterest tears are called forth by the memory of hours when we loved not enough.


But can we not live as though we always loved?


It was this that the saints and heroes did;

this and nothing more.


Words by Maurice Maeterlinck

Artwork: @lefawnhawk

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