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Grief leads the mind back to the grave it has been trying to forget, even on a night meant for hope.
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The terror of being possessed by an unseen presence is hard to tell apart from the terror of going mad.
Le Horla
Some losses are too recent to name, so we talk around them one summer night at a time.
Escucha la canción del viento