"People do not die for us immediately, but remain bathed in a sort of aura of life which bears no relation to true immortality but through which they continue to occupy our thoughts in the same way as when they were alive. It is as though they were travelling abroad."
Marcel Proust
You are now another star ... one of the stars that smile at me in the dark ...
God moves in mysterious ways ...
Apocalyptica - Farewell
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