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You had such grace in the end. i wish i could remember what colour your eyes
were but every time i looked at you my mind went blank. you had the best
damn sunday dress at the end of the world. the wall of flames that consumed
you and everything that was good, "not with a band but a whimper." what
would you do? arms spread welcoming the impending nothing.