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     If he had realized it sooner, he might have chosen her over her aunt. If he had known then what he knew now, the world might have changed. All he had left was a broken family, scattered across the world. All he had left was a dying man who was his companion, his lover, the thing he hated in himself. All he had was the knife, the addiction, the flame and the absence of feeling.
    Above all this, all he had was this moment. So he smiled, laughed, and grasped one of her hands in his own. They really had nothing but here and now. Here, in this circus tent of painted-faces and costumes, they were invincible.
    They were crazy to believe this.





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