I drempt I was a tree. And you were a bear. And you kept trying to mate with me. So perhaps you'll appreciate why I don't like to think dreams necessarily mean a whole lot.
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We are not what we have lost, we are not what has been taken from us. You are all too willing to embrace the void. If you do not cherish what remains, you will all become as nothing. You will be nothing. We are not broken. We are each as whole as we will ever be again. And in the end, when we cease to be, we will all become memories.