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Damn, now I cry during Janet’s Together Again. Guess the excitement of the message and the connection didn’t last long. This grief…it’s like getting kicked in the stomach by a goat; just like on that gum commercial. But it’s not just once. I get kicked every 27 heart beats, every 8 breaths, every 54 blinks. It’s like a not frozen frost bite. Numb and disoriented, bit in no real danger of losing my limbs. My mind, now that’s a whole ‘nother story.
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