So it’s true, when all is said and done, grief is the price we pay for love. — E.A. Bucchianeri, Brushstrokes of a Gadfly
So it’s true, when all is said and done, grief is the price we pay for love. — E.A. Bucchianeri, Brushstrokes of a Gadfly
So it’s true, when all is said and done, grief is the price we pay for love. — E.A. Bucchianeri, Brushstrokes of a Gadfly
So it’s true, when all is said and done, grief is the price we pay for love. — E.A. Bucchianeri, Brushstrokes of a Gadfly
So it’s true, when all is said and done, grief is the price we pay for love. — E.A. Bucchianeri, Brushstrokes of a Gadfly
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So it’s true, when all is said and done, grief is the price we pay for love.

— E.A. Bucchianeri, Brushstrokes of a Gadfly
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