It has been two years that I don't see you. But I know where you are. I lost your affections forever. But you navigate in the sea of my spirit.
While you rest eternally, I am always to your side, your companion also always eternal.
The death is the eternal separation. He gets lost living material, but the spiritual is won. It is just a state change, of dimension.
«My force is in the solitude. I am not afraid nor of rains convenient nor of great free windstorms, because I am also the darkness of the night.»
Clarice Lispector
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