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    "I know you think you're dead, and this might not help at all, but do you want to have violent, desperate sex? Does death rid us of our ability to be intimate, or can I still visit your bones over and over again? Will it help to know that your skin feels warm against lips and even if your limbs won't work, you're still my best friend? I don't care if death is meant to do us part. Love is cold, cold like a corpse, and I want to hold yours. I want to make yours. I wish you'd hold mine. I wish we were capable of touching without the hardened steel and the scent of decay between us."

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    17 Aug 2025