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And so now I know I am a ghost.
After what you said, I know that I have ceased to be.
How can i ask my heart to beat?
My entire body is turning against me. This heart that has been under your care so long. It yearns to be with you again.
In my possession, it has become a useless clock that can no longer be wound. But even IF it beat for me, it would be only to give strength to my hands.
My own hands would knot themselves around my neck attempting to separate this useless head from my shoulders, as a tourniquet separates an irreparable limb.
They understand that my ...