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"You never know how important something was until you've lost it. When I lost the ability to share a simple touch with someone else - I lost myself. What do you see, when you look at me, Eros? The void? The transparent wish to disappear alongside rain? The reminder of how weak i am?"

"I see all your pain. I see all of your dreams. I see you. And you are such a temptation that I can't give in. Just one touch, Noelle. I'd do anything for your touch."

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