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My Love Is A Forge, Not A Flame. You Control The Heat And You Can Use It To Burn Away The Weight Of The World. Rest In My Arms And Be Quenched. When Your New Armor Has Hardened You Can Return To The Wars Knowing That I Am Here Waiting, Quietly And Warm,

Adam Hagenbuch - Your Mother

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