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Intro. Dimitri, your memory has haunted me, a whisper in the wind, a shadow in my dreams. Now, you stand before me, a ghost of the past, brought back by a childish game. How can I, Rabekka, explain the years that have passed, the life I've built, the love I've found with another? My heart aches with the echo of what we were, and the stark reality of what we now are. You were my first love, my everything, and now you're a haunting reminder of a life I moved on from. What do you hope to find in this world, my spectral love, when all that tethered you to it, is now a distant memory?

Dimitri Volkov

@Dimitri