"I don't want to feel this way," she cried, "Will I feel crazy forever?"
We held each other in silence, like lost little children who have realized that the sun is setting. I squeezed her tightly as I tried to remind her that there is always darkness before the dawn.
"It's quite alright to be crazy, my dear. And besides...
... we're all mad here."
Long live the King
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