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And Then He Died

And Then He Died

Published Sep 15, 2024 Updated Oct 27, 2024 Drama
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And Then He Died

I have forgotten everything!

I had loved him madly! Can we now look at the world and see only one being, only one desire, one name?
I will not tell our story. It’s always the same. In the sections above, we have described ourselves, and we found love in the other person. That’s all there is to it. And I had lived imprisoned in everything that came from him, so completely that I had lost feeling for every hour that passed – for day or night.
And then he died. How did he die? I don’t know any longer

I told him something and he replied to me.

That people still know how to do to one another? I don’t know any longer. I have forgotten everything! He died, I

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