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Dear Keefe,

Can you believe it's been a week?

A week since you left. A week since I saw your face. 

Seven days.

A hundred and sixty-eight hours.

Ten thousand and eighty minutes.

Six hundred and four thousand, eight-hundred seconds.

Why does it seem so much longer than that?

Help me Keefe.

I'm falling.

And you're not here to catch me.

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