Monday, November 5, 2007
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"I would love you more for your strength," he once said, and immediately I felt ashamed of my weakness that had me driving in the middle of the night. If I show any trace of strength right now, it is only because he wishes it for me. I am merely a weak and helpless woman, lamenting the idle distance that I must keep from my love's suffering.
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