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Last message, one month and eleven days ago: I'll be alright, Junjun. Don't worry about me.
It reignites a searing pain that starts from his stomach and darts its way up his throat. A compound of frustrated affection and repressed loss, it lodges itself at the root of his tongue, parasitical in the way that it steals his every breath.
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- Part 2 of eventually, forever will come.
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02 Sep 2021