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Text: "You cannot love her," they whisper, "for it is a sin." I only smile at their words knowing that they have not knelt at her altar nor tasted the divinity staining her lips. They have not heard her giggles murmured between every kiss. "So be it then," I say. I will walk into hell gladly knowing I've held heaven in my hands. Each paragraph will be a test.

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