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Dear Sasha,

Fire on fire, water on water, blood with blood, some things are just made for together. That’s her I feel about her Sasha. She’s dead, alone within a world beyond, but I feel that we’re connected some way. I feel that I connect with her lifeless body. Last night I touched her cold skin, kissed her cold lips, looked into her vacant eyes as I touched her soul. I think I felt her in my room, I felt her anger, her rage, her love for her family. I know how she feels, I just can’t turn back time. 

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For years I have maintained communication with my love, my teacher, my desire, my passion. Sasha has been an inspiration for me, I hope she can be one for you too.

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