Knowing the pain will come, must come, as it did before Surging and unstoppable - Intensity itself. I dreamt of you last night, so yielding and yet so strong, so visible and solid but you're being pulled away, rushed on the ebbing miles, and you'll be once again the other side of that great wall. Leaving only an inexplicable void.
Reason for writing:
Loss
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