All a person could take beneath his grave; was the perennial love that he'd generated; by compassionately uniting two miserably jilted hearts in the threads of ubiquitously endless romance,
All a person could take beneath his grave; was the bountiful love that he'd generated; by standing like an unflinching wall between mother nature and ghastly human kind; and saving it from even the most infinitesimal of heinous scratch,
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