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- I love you -  he whispers again. - How can you love someone who will never be whole? -  I choke out. He takes a breath and then it all comes rushing out.  - All of us are just fragments trying to grasp onto the next broken piece, trying to be a little more complete. -  His hands hold my face and I try to hold onto his gaze, even though I want to hide. -  I love all the pieces of you I see and the ones I know you’re holding back. -  His lips brush against mine, he’s so close. - Let me in, Lili. Together, the sum of our broken parts makes something pretty damn powerful. 
— Willow Aster - Whore
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