Love is an engraved invitation to grief. — Sunshine O'Donnell, Open Me
Love is an engraved invitation to grief. — Sunshine O'Donnell, Open Me
Love is an engraved invitation to grief. — Sunshine O'Donnell, Open Me
Love is an engraved invitation to grief. — Sunshine O'Donnell, Open Me
Love is an engraved invitation to grief. — Sunshine O'Donnell, Open Me
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Love is an engraved invitation to grief.

— Sunshine O'Donnell, Open Me
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