So now you have left us, having run through the number of your days which we did not know were ending, but we came upon like a fallen tree blocking the road just after we rounded the bend. We slammed on the breaks and everything came to a stop - we could see our lives frozen in the ice of time and we stood outside waiting for the sun to melt us back into a new reality - one without you.
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