Revenge: it's a dream of flames fueled by scorched remains that are lit to a torch and brought back upon the one who burned you.
When I was young_ _ __efore I was twenty, I mean, I used to think that life was a thing that kept gaining impetus, it would get richer and deeper each year. You kept learning more, getting wiser, having more insight, going further into the truth_ _ she hesitated.Port laughed abruptly. _ __nd now you know it__ not like that. Right? It__ more like smoking a cigarette. The first few puffs it tasted wonderful, and you don__ even think of its ever being used up. Then you begin taking it for granted. Suddenly you realize it__ nearly burned down to the end. And then__ when you__e conscious of the bitter taste.
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When I was young_ _ __efore I was twenty, I mean, I used to think that life was a thing that kept gaining impetus, it would get richer and deeper each year. You kept learning more, getting wiser, having more insight, going further into the truth_ _ she hesitated.Port laughed abruptly. _ __nd now you know it__ not like that. Right? It__ more like smoking a cigarette. The first few puffs it tasted wonderful, and you don__ even think of its ever being used up. Then you begin taking it for granted. Suddenly you realize it__ nearly burned down to the end. And then__ when you__e conscious of the bitter taste.
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