Picture: Midwest Lotus
I often think how lonely you must have felt among your friends and relatives, the ghosts around you, while sitting on a chair observing them silently, scrupulously.
"Death" must have been your only true and comforting companion perhaps, when you were about to close your eyes... although you yearned for warmth of the sun, a tall coffee latte, and a genuine touch of a woman.
I always wonder what were your last thoughts?
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