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A skeleton, b o n e s ; skin hanging by t h r e a d; all the memories, t h o u g h t s they linger and e c h o not quite clinging to a n y t h i n g; my chest, e m p t y; all my organs, h o l l o w ; and my heart, n o n e x i s t e n t

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