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"I may think of you softly from time to time. But I’ll cut off my hand before I ever reach for you again."
//Arthur Miller, The Crucible: A Play in Four Acts
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I don’t reblog much but this quotation is so important. Free your mind of the idea of deserving and not deserving
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