As his parted lips met mine, I started to feel breathless in a new and fascinating way.

“We are now as I wished we could be then.”

“I never wish I could go back and write more, no. I spent a long, long time tryi…”

“The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in our stars, that we are unde…”

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