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dying does, i'm afraid, clear the mind terribly.

i don't entirely know how to stop wanting it, but i'll work that out as i go. just - please remind me of this. the next disaster, the next fall.

you'll see it.

[She types this quickly and sloppily, and hits send before she has time for second thoughts. It's easier not seeing him, not being seen, just this once.]

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