It's been a harsh day, fragile life. He who died with no name. I shall name him Nemesis.
Never had he a name, now a past, with a name.
It is an interesting thing that although not entirely obvious, God seems to be, step by step, taking away things that might be holding me back in Malaysia. First Her, then It, now Him. Not saying that his death is something good but it seemed to be just right on time.
Everything, just right on time.
But still, it hurts.
Yves.
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