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I can't even blame the forces of nature for my eternal loss.
We can just rebuild the stone buildings but can't replace the flesh buried beneath the rubble that just days ago played and sang joyfully and asked me curious and unconforting questions, whose answering I secretly enjoy to lay off in hindsight.
These people not the edifices were the people's patrimony.
Our time spent together was the luxury and bliss I will forever deeply miss.