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It can't be four years, but somehow it is...
I still find it odd to mourn someone I didn't even know, but I think I mourn the idea of what might have been, what might have been accomplished, and what will never be. And I wonder how different things might have been if there had been someone to ground you, to keep you from the way you chose. And I ( Read more... )
I still find it odd to mourn someone I didn't even know, but I think I mourn the idea of what might have been, what might have been accomplished, and what will never be. And I wonder how different things might have been if there had been someone to ground you, to keep you from the way you chose. And I ( Read more... )
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