The Day After I Died
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Last published Sat, Oct 2, 2021
The day after I died, things hardly changed, time didn't stop, most didn't care, almost everyone got on with their daily lives. But she didn't, she cared of course, she had always cared, but the pain made her forget, she didn't want to believe what truly happened, that I was truly gone.
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