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“Living in the company of death—between the lines. It lets me see your face as if it were yesterday. I wonder if I’ve grown dependent on this pain. Stepping into the otherside. I see you, but Summer . . . who invited you inside?” — H.S. Crow
Living in the company of death—between the lines. It lets me see your face as if it were yesterday. I wonder if I’ve grown dependent on this pain. Stepping into the otherside. I see you, but Summer . . . who invited you inside?