[There is a struggling sound, like someone trying to hit the right buttons but flailing instead. A breathless sort of sound follows, maybe a laugh, edged with manic amusement and desperation.]
And if I die before I wake, I pray to god-
[The sing song words are swallowed by a loud, wet cough, followed by equally wet laughter and a banging]-My soul
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My friend.
I miss you already.
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you, you told them.
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hurt?
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I miss you too.
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Wonderful.
Distance makes the heart grow fonder.
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