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So fuck you
And all we’ve been through
I said leave it
It’s nothing to youKlebekah + “Rootless Tree” by Damien Rice
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Loneliness Stefan, that’s why you and I memorialize our dead. There’s the briefest of moments where we hold their life in our hands and then we rip it away and we’re left with nothing. So gathering other peoples letters or writing their names on a wall is a reminder that we are left infinitely and utterly alone.
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