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The days following his death were days I spent trying to be normal
Trying to pretend that everything was alright
Nothing had happened
People's pitiful looks were beginning to get on my nerves by the end of the week
My parents hushed conversations, worried looks were unknowingly breaking me
Taking my mind away from me
Piece by piece
Until I couldn't take it for any longer
Until I gave in
Being the weak morsel of a human I was then
But the universe had other plans for me
Because
I'm here now

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