Title: Valgfritt

Text: We never spoke about what happened, at least not to each other. Fear, I suppose, that to remember his name and what he did would mean letting him into our dreams. And me, I hardly dream about him anymore. Still, things won't ever be the way they were before he came. But that's alright, because if you hang onto the past, you die a little every day. And for myself, I know I'd rather live. Hver avsnitt vil være en test.

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