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hmm.insomnia diseased the boy the night after she diedhmm.
and he eluded rest until the sun announced the dawn
for sleeping would bring dreams of her: her touch, her scent, her smile
and waking up from one would just remind him she was gone.
"how would you want to die?" the girl had asked him long ago-
(yes, once upon a time, the two could laugh about their deaths)
"just in my sleep. in ignorance" he answered with a smile
she nodded, then, but reconsidered; shook her head instead.
"i want to be remembered" she said after a short paus
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