[Tuesday, Nov. 03, 2009, 2:45 pm]
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I took her hand in mine, and we went out of the ruined place; and, as the morning mists had risen long ago when I first left the forge, so, the evening mists were rising now, and in all the broad expanse of tranquil light they showed to me, I saw no shadow of another parting from her.
Charles Dickens' Great Expectations

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(va) Nessa.
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