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𝓲 have no regrets in my life, but this. 𝓉hat we did not have time. 𝓉hat i did not have time with you. 𝓲 will find you again in the next world — the next life. 𝒶nd we will have that time. 𝓲 promise.
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why should fate such
pleasure have in store,
for those whose hearts
must bleed to taste it more?
why must i love, and in that
love despair, and still adore,
though hopeless of thy care?