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He was like a ghost, haunting everywhere she looked. He was the echo without voice, he was feeling without touch. It had been a week without him, and she never felt so lost. Her body had no purpose without him to give it, and all her words sounded flat and empty without him to hear them.

from my new fanfic, "Ain't no Sunshine (When she's gone)"

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