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"today, we are met for a celebration
of life.

this young man had a long life
ahead of him.

but sometimes, things can become
too much.

sometimes, angels are needed.

and vikram barn was needed.

he was claimed from this world
in the most cruel way possible.

he will never be forgotten.

he will always be loved.

now, i will ask for
the friends of vikram
to place their flowers on his casket."

"i-i can't." i whisper into
simon's ear.

"harry, you need to." he
shakes his head, tears
falling from his orbs.

everyone felt the death.

everyone was dying because
of the death.

he thought no one cared.

he was so very wrong.

i truly did love him.

i nod, a sob racking my ribs
as i take an unstable step
towards the oak box.

i fumble with the flower crown.

slowly, i lean over, placing the
crown over his heart.

"i will never forget you star.

i hope you enjoy dancing with the moon."

i kiss the crown, before falling backwards
into the wet grass,
burying my head into my hands
as the tears flow down my cheeks.

he's gone.

my star burned out.

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