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As if
Singing Agathe
In moments of stillness, I realize that I have been holding my breath. As if waiting for a storm to pass. As if going through a tunnel. As if, on the other side of it all, he will be coming back to me.

But the house is a little emptier now, in a way that can never be filled again, and I have to learn to breathe once more.
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