Until one morning, I'll wake up and find I'm thinking about something else, and then I'll know the worst is over. My heart may be bruised but it will recover and become capable of seeing the beauty of life once more. It happened before, it will happen again.. I'm sure. When someone leaves, it's because someone is about to arrive.. I'll find love again. (Paolo Coelho)
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