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One day a hummingbird flew in. It fluttered against the window until I got it down where I could reach it. When I had it in my hand it was so small I couldn't believe I had it, but I could feel the intense life,so intense and so tiny... You were the humming bird to me... And I am rather inclined to feel that you and I know the best part of one another without spending much time together.. It is not that I fear the knowing. It is that I am at this moment willing to let you be what you are to me, it is beautiful and pure and makes me feel very intensely alive. - Klaus Mikaelson. How would you feel if you needed to remove the memory of you out of the only person who you loved too dearly? What would it be like if she was the beauty to your beast and only she could make you feel human but the odds were never in your favor? Would you fight for what's making your heart beat everyday? For more - read the first page.
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