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[uncle_remis]

It got to a point where the music no longer swirled within me and instead evaporated from me. I felt the motion of grabbing upwards to its tailends. An occasional grip of a feather. Because of devoting so much of myself to you, i lost many years of many others, because all of a sudden everybody's getting old.

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[anonymous]

How come you don't write anymore??
:(