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"It didn’t matter in the end how old they had been, or that they were girls,
but only that we had loved them, and that they hadn’t heard us call;
still do not hear us, calling out of those rooms where they went to be alone
for all time, alone in suicide, which is deeper than death,
and where we will never find the pieces to put them back together."

The Virgin Suicides
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