Why do you make our case {which is hell enough, and we have enough to test us in these coming cruel years} so utterly and absolutely rigid? I can take the even harder horror of letting myself melt into feeling again, and knowing it must freeze again, if only I can believe it is making a minute part of time and space better than it would have been by stubbornly staying always apart when we have so little time to be near.
( Sylvia Plath )
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