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I look in the mirror and I realize I look diffrent.
Older, somehow stranger.
Everything I look at looks that way.
During the crash, I was almost waiting for everything to go black.
But I got to keep all the colors. The experiences.
Mostly I keep crying. Mostly I keep feeling.
The day before she told me about how she used to grow sunflowers.
And that in order to get the seeds ready to plant you have to dry them out.
She said you have to let them die before they can live again.
Older, somehow stranger.
Everything I look at looks that way.
During the crash, I was almost waiting for everything to go black.
But I got to keep all the colors. The experiences.
Mostly I keep crying. Mostly I keep feeling.
The day before she told me about how she used to grow sunflowers.
And that in order to get the seeds ready to plant you have to dry them out.
She said you have to let them die before they can live again.