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[entelein]

Sometimes it just comes to me, a memory of my Dad, and then I see him in my mind in his last days, and I go from sleepy to horrified in no time at all.

It's just awful what happened to him. The memory of it doesn't fade - it's as acidic and shrieking as it was.

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[urthstripe321]

This reminds me of a line from Hospice by The Antlers (a great, great album).

"You return to me at night, just when I think I may have fallen asleep. Your face is up against mine and I'm too terrified to speak."

[entelein]

Oof.

[urthstripe321]

Pretty much the whole album is one "oof" moment after the other. I recommend it whole heartily. It's fantastic.