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"At the temple, there is a poem called "Loss" carved into the stone. It has three words, but the poet has scratched them out. You cannot read Loss, only feel it.
The heart dies a slow death. Shedding each hope like leaves, until one day there are none. No hopes. Nothing remains. "
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