To My @ lexa

Sleep well, best friend. I miss you dearly.

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I’m supposed to be the writer; the weaver of words. It should be my duty to write something beautiful. A tribute. A monument to your incredible life. A tale of bravery and strength, facing pain with courage and love even when you had given everything already. A story of the most powerful heroine I have ever known, greater than any character I could possibly conceive.