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The Journals of Barnabas Collins

I know that Angelique is listening, and that no matter what I do, she shall hound every attempt at happiness.  Has she no pity?

But her curse is over, for I will never love again.  And now, if this bloody future is what eternity is destined to be, then let it begin.

 

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