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Residing Dreams (Chapter 272)

And perhaps there comes a point in our lives when we start to realize who really matters, who never did, and who always will. I guess now I see that all of those kids who used to make fun of my father didn’t really have much to them. They were cruel and spiteful and lost, that’s all. But the people who always stayed by my side even when things got tough, they’re the ones who mean the most to me. They aren’t perfect either, but they do the best they can, and their hearts are in the right place,â€? I said.

“Essie, sometimes I think that we’re like night and day. You’re the sun, and I’m the moon. Maybe we’re thought to be different and opposites, but when you really think about it, the two coexist peacefully. When there’s night there’s night and when there’s day there’s day. Nights and days both make up weeks and months and years. Time passes with both of them. One wouldn’t be quite the same without the other.

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