In Heaven it is Always Autumn

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We must each find our way to cope in this world. All living things will transition into another form. Mourn and honor and proceed, you have no choice. We need to hold space for our past selves, there is much to learn from them. We share years and beds with people who we consider dead to us when it’s over. I hate that. Love hard and try to remember harder and make art. 

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‘ Long ago, it must be 

I have a photograph 

Preserve your memories 

They’re all that’s left you ‘ 

Dipset aka Dippy 

10/17/07 – 10/17/22