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Singing Agathe
I avoid treading old habits and hobbies, for fear of irrevocably linking them with this grief. I stop myself from seeking out new habits, for fear that I will somehow leave him behind.

This is the place I shall go to mourn him, a quiet place that is record these days for me alone. A place that I can howl to the moon for my lost little love, my Buttons.
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