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10 января 2015 г., 18:07
But Chloe loved her mother very much and she was willing to bear the pain for her mother, she was willing to let the fire devour her if that was what her mother wanted, beacuse that was what love was: it was fire and it was torture and it was being hacked into pieces, and broken fingers and knives and hammers and pitchforks and spears, and it was being drowned and it was being suffocated and it was being locked up in dark, dark places.
