TO FIND A NEEDLE IN A HAYSTACK
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"My garden is full of violets, for you. When you were gone: I cried, day and night. I hate what you hate, I kill what harms you, if you would to despise me, I would disappear from the face of the earth. I love you, Caleb, why do you avoid me?"
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