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You died three days ago. You suffered so much. I saw it all and couldn't do anything but keep seeing and making sure there were drugs and blankets and ice chips and my hand to hold. Then you were released from it. I saw it go. I am grateful for that. I have cried for all three days. I miss you, yes. I cry because I miss you already, even as sick as you were, I miss you so. But I cry harder because I am so grateful. I'm grateful for how much you loved me, for how much I loved you. How often we laughed and understood, even through your illness. I know now that it was a miracle that we found each other, that we weathered so much. I could die now but for this gratitude. I am so tired. My darling. My darling. I have no one to tell all this because you are not here.
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