Haruki Murakami
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I was reborn, she said, her hot breath brushing his ear. You were reborn, Tengo said. Because I died once. You died once, Tengo repeated. On a night when there was a cold rain falling, she said. Why did you die? So I would be reborn like this. You would be reborn, Tengo said. More or less, she whispered quietly. In all sorts of forms. ✨ Haruki Murakami (2011). 1Q84:, p.113, Random House

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