The cure for pain is in the pain, so it's there that you'll find me. Until again I forget, and again he reminds me, "Hear my voice in your head, and think of me kindly."
It's hard to accept. He'd been a daily part of my life for at least 2 months, and now, he's dead. That's it. He's gone. There's nothing I, or anyone else, can do to bring him back
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