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Do you remember the night we first spoke? I can still see your face, grimy from the harvest, peeking under my bed. I can see your hand reaching for mine, coaxing me from my dark solitude into the moonlit room. You never told me it was all in my head. You never told me the monsters weren't real. You just filled my head with sweet stories and stayed by me until I fell asleep again.
Even when we were just children, you were already a hero.
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