ALL OF THIS FOR YOU // WARSAW
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They lowered you into the ground. I wasn’t there. When they dressed your stiff corpse in its best suit, the cold backs of your cheap cufflinks pushed against your wrists. They touched you. I wasn’t there.
Talk about someone dying and the things they will never know. [Talk about] the things they will never tell. The haunt of a silent ghst, my grandfather’s passing. The gradual and slow.
The losing the lost.