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I can't imagine a world in which you no longer exist.
A world where I can still see the marks you had made, the people you enlightened, the souls you touched so passionately.

I can't imagine my days not consisting of your cockiness, your terrible jokes or your goofy smile.
I can't imagine going day after day, without being able to speak a single word to you, without being able to tell you how my day went, or about the moment I laughed too hard.

I can't imagine, a world in which your voice is no longer heard, nor your obnoxious laughter as you clutch your stomach tight. I can't imagine what it'd be like without you here beside me, and speaking truthfully, I pray to the high heavens, that I never have to find out.

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