What the eyes don't see, the heart does grieve over.
The further off they are, the closer to the heart are all those feelings that we try to repress and forget. If we're in exile, we want to store away every tiny memory of our roots. If we're far from the person we love, everyone we pass in the street reminds us of them. We don't want to forget who we are - nor can we.
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