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You die and watch everyone you love hear the news

Your father tilts his head back

Takes a deep breath

Gets this look in his eyes

And it is uncomfortably close to relief

Your mother looks to your father

Sheds a tear

Shakes her head

And turns back to her ironing

Your brother widens his eyes

Shrugs his shoulders

Turns on his monitor

And tunes it out

Your sister doesn’t hear

The first time or the second or the third

She stares blankly for hours

And a large part of her dies

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