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josh
i was standing in the middle of the pub that my dad used to run. the people had rebuilt it after a while. it looks almost the same as it did before. i'm over being dead. it doesn't bother me anymore. my time had come.
a man stepped in, the most gorgeous man i've ever seen. his eyes were dark and crinkled slightly at the bottom when he smiled at who i presumed to be his friends. he hugged one and i walked (lol i typed "wanked") to him. he frowned.
"i know you cannot see me, but oh, my dear, i see only you." i chuckled at my own daft joke. he looked around, as if he'd heard something.
surely he didn't hear me, that's impossible...

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