Scrap. I think the gap has been given, and coming from the death of others. Death is always someone else. Impossible event that defies the very thought. Can not just because it can only ever be others, death, and for this stranger. A quick long time, one in which we take upon ourselves when we are delivered by those who are away, dying. The take-over, this death, and in doing so, we get fuori di noi stessi. Per continuare a vivere.
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