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Funeral yourself
We are in a graveyard, but we are both alive. I am in mourning, but neither of us died. Every song I hear sounds like 'Amazing Grace'. 'Precious Memories' has found itself a place. My memories are a casket, they hold the past, dead. They create so much racket, locked up in my head. I will feel deceased, I assume, until the memories are released. So cremate our past, let the ashes fly. This funeral won't forever last, so this will be goodbye. . .
