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"hey, ma, what do you do if your boyfriend gives you a poem about his death?"

"um, i wouldn't know, darling. are we talking about that boy from your therapy group?"

"yeah. ryan."

"ryan, that's right. sweet kid, him. he's just struggling, love. it can't be easy knowing your death is inevitable."

"not helping, ma."

"oh, right. sorry. just go talk to him, shane. he's starting to text and call me now. he even wrote another letter."

"i dunno..."

"shane. go talk to your sad, sick boyfriend."

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