Title: Optional

Text: It's easier to be married to the dead-not half so hard as life is. I know. I might lose my life," she promised, "and then would you love me as you think you loved her, or would you even know the difference between us, or would there always be the three of us, yourself and her and her? Would you consider us as one or two when we were gone? Or wouldn't we melt into one like gold in the fire? Each paragraph will be a test.

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