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Chapter Fifty-Eight: 'B' is for Breaking Point.

                                      “You remind me of butterflies.

                               You move as in the way their bodies fling,

                                  Gently carried about by the wind,

                                            From dawn till dusk,

                                  I can hardly remember your love.

                                          The crevice

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