" Because there were times when one found themselves in perfect harmony with another being. Like after one had taken a risk, faced their biggest fear, and found themselves blinking in the dust as a wall crumbled before of them. Like making love to the love of one’s life, followed by the perfect evening of constellation watching. And he finally understood, despite all the constellations placed in the sky as warning, why all those Greek maidens gave it up in the end. It was because all the pain endured was nothing compared to what love was worth. Love was the beginning of everything. "

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