In the end, it will be another galaxy, another time
In the end, she will hide her gold tresses
In the end, she will sit like a trophy of war, as neat as an obedient child
In the end, her focus will be on the forces causing her to live in prison for many years
In the end, it is a truth universally acknowledged that feminism and religion are academic subjects
In the end, they say when trouble comes, close ranks, marching down the road
In the end, silence and even speaking the word seems to violate its meaning
In the end, what I am is a mystery.
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