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I don't want to forget the way your voice sounds. I don't want to remember that you're gone. I want to be able to call you at 3a.m. because I can't sleep. I want to believe that you're going to be at my graduation, that we are going to grow as adults together. But we can't. Not as long as I am here in this world. In the world you left me in.

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