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Text: She didn't want a million admirers, she just wanted one. And she got it. Maybe she wasn't loved widely but she was loved deeply. And isn't that more than most of us get? When Hazel was sick, I knew I was dying. But I didn't want to say so. She was in ICU and I snuck in for ten minutes and sat with her before I got caught. Her eyes were closed, her lungs were intubated... but her hands were still her hands, still warm and the nails painted this blue black color and I just held her hands... Each paragraph will be a test.

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