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🏆 “I am only at the end of a journey when you need me,” he had answered, and they had kissed. And next morning she returned to her own life. “Perhaps,” she added, “the helpmate theory was intended to apply only to our bodies. There was nothing said about our souls. Perhaps God doesn’t have to work in pairs. Perhaps we were meant to stand alone.”!

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