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So this is the end?

The eternal farewell?

The last page of the book

The cessation of music

One last breath.

I don't want to leave it behind

Choked words

Feelings not lived

For fear of the ridiculous

Made of empty looks

From a heart that still beats

For another that goes by

Hold my hand

For there was no travel or Danger

That I didn't face with you

Even if you're no longer present

"It is permissible to suffer"

In means of hugs

That I'd rather give

But not get paid

Beyond the illusion of life

In the unknown and unreachable world

Rest our brother

Beyond the illusion of death

In the dimension where there is no more pain nor disease

Resquiescit in Pace Frater Noster