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From Floor 101
Hello. Hello. Oh what the hell, you're not there.
Sometimes I wasn't there, terrified
of the unknown. I made mistakes. That damn Nasdaq.
I called to say to you and the girls,
There is no place on earth that summons
Me like where you are, the house, the lawn,
The air, devoid of fire and heat. The walls
Have given up nearly all their strength,
I've seen people take to the wind,
Their eyes meeting mine, lovers of life locked
In unexpected doom; and I know I'll join them,
I feel it; the black smoke is a signal.
But I wanted you to know you were my life,
You were my heart, and I lived only for you,
You and the kids, who I would hold if
I could. To know you'll hear this brings some
Consolation. To know I have had you
Cools, a bit, the fiery abyss now coming
Up to touch me. If I don't make it out
Know that no one can steal my feelings, no
Violent act, no mystery, into which I plunge,
I've learned that, just in these heated minutes;
A strange kind of knowledge, I suppose
I'll do nothing with but think on what it means,
How it could've saved me, if I had seen
myself at this point, if I had seen more
Than the wisdom of limit orders. How limiting.
Now I better go. We're all hitting the floor.
I'm going to hang up. I heard an explosion.
I love you so much. Never forget it.
I imagine there were several moments like this one. Makes me think about what my own last words might be like.