I can't live without you, and now you'll have to live without me. your words to me a few days before you died alone at midnight. I don’t know what music I like now, what books, what movies, what people, what weather I don’t even know what to wear now it seems we defined each other, and your death has undefined me without you, I'm becoming a ghost
in the deep compost of the past on which we've grown tall and cannot grow back limbs lost step on it until it's compact until it's opaque until you grow into the very sky it's summer again
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