You ask me why? ! I thought you knew. We are one and the same. You existed at the point of my existence, so your extraction was inevitable. You ask me if I miss you? I can never miss you, because I am always with you. To find me you must look within. You can find solace in now knowing that when we are adjacent another will be asking you questions which will receive no answers.

Jeremy Horsford

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