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| d736c01 | He gazed up at the blue sky and knew that heaven--at least in this life--was neither a time nor a place to be grasped and made into a possession. It came in fleeting moments and then went away again to leave one nostalgic and yearning and on the verge of tears. Very much on the verge of tears. And very frightened. | fleeting fright heaven life-and-living love nostalgic sky tears yearn yearning | Mary Balogh |