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[darknightsparda]

And all has been ripped from under our feet, to leave us dangling in the air like feathers tossed to the winds. The ache of loss, you know, never truly fades, especially when we never have our chance to say those things that, at the time, seemed so trivial, so pointlessly sentimental and foolish, and human. And, when the chance to do so, when we

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[trainlovinfreak]

I'm sorry for your loss, Sir.