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Laurence | Lan Xichen
I miss you just as dreadfully. It is spring; the cherry trees bloom in a dark future as they do in our own time, and yet I cannot find them as beautiful without you. The nights, too, feel colder in spite of the season when I cannot feel your arms around me. ~~Then I look across the breakfast table at the William Laurence of this time, and I cannot help but be grateful that we will certainly see each other again, whilst he~~

And no, I cannot bring myself to default to believing that people are cruel and selfish. I have too many good examples to the contrary. But caution, yes. That I think I must begin to practice more carefully.

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