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and I remember those darkened nights by the glowing light of the fire, thinking and thinking and thinking, but I still couldn't put into words how I felt.

of how his voice rang as if it was a church bell, his voice was music to my ears and so familiar, just like the smell of wood and apple.

a memoir of the seven years full of darkness, prosperity, and anguish.

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