Best to forget; best to let go.
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I will give your heart a place to rest when everything you had has turned and left. I'll weave your names into my rib cage; lock your hearts inside my chest; regain the passion I once carried; do away with all the rest. I tore the sickness from your bodies; smashed its head against the bricks. I made a castle from its bones that you may always dwell in it. So, sing for every buried moment that you'd thought would never end, and sing your fears about the future; and a dirge for faded friends. For all the love that you had held to, why it somehow failed to keep. And sing each minute you've been frightened; every hour that you've lost sleep. and sing for all your friends and family; sing for those who didn't survive. But sing not for their final outcome; sing a song of how they tried. We live amidst a violent storm; leaves us unsatisfied at best, so fill your heart with what's important, and be done with all the rest.

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