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7 days a week, 7 meals I miss, 7 moods I ride through, some loud, some just a sigh. For some, it’s hope—7 ways miracles can show up. But for me? Room No. 7’s where I leave my heart… and sometimes find it again.

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You can read all the books about love, memorize every romantic poem ever written, but until you've felt that ache in your chest when someone leaves, you don't really know what it means to lose. That's the difference between knowing and understanding.