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LAZARUS

I wonder where you are right now, at this time. Do you exist as a whole person or have some parts missing? I remember your cool sense of humour, when you put diesel in my petrol tank.

I was even cooler when I cut your brake lines and you drove off a cliff.
It was a six hundred foot drop, straight down. I wanted a big explosion but there was only a thud.

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