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The Unsaid · a wing

Love

Nothing produces more unsaid words than love. Before it speaks, it is all fear; while it lives, it is taken for granted; when it ends, everything we should have said arrives at once, hours too late.

This is the largest wing of the library. Its guides follow love through its three rooms — the confession, the keeping, the letting go — and each one ends at a desk where the words can finally be written.

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Before it is said

While it lives

After it ends

The words have found their shape.

Now they may need a place.