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To Pluto and Jane and all the rest,

Don't shed a tear when I walk into the afterlife to find you. Roses & salt water aren't good enough for ghosts. Should I bring an inferno to your hospital bed? To remind you of her, Jane? Lovers aren't made out of ashes. And frankly, Pluto is.

Signed, Marigold


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