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In this hell I remember your smile,

the delicate shape of your body,

the way you used to look at me.

In this stench I can smell you,

a fragrance of dark coffee

and fresh cut grass.

In this loneliness I can feel your hand,

your breath,

your skin on me.

In me.

I can almost hear your voice.

A whisper…

"Eames…"

I’m here darling.

I’m here.

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