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Very well crafted and poignantly told.

Identifying with feelings even though the facts are very different.

Reading at the end I remembered the last time I saw Lindsey, leaving my apartment at 8am on a Sunday morning, with obviously not a clue in the world that in 44 hours she would be dead and I would never see her again, and how I often wish .... I do have constant contact with her soul and in some ways am more in love with her than I was the day my music died...

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Marcus aka Gregory Maidman
Marcus aka Gregory Maidman

Written by Marcus aka Gregory Maidman

Living 17,043rd human life. I am Marcus (universal name) or you may call me Greg; a deep thinker; an explorer of ideas and the mind.

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