So now you're one of those
Whose gaping absence stands for presence,
Every brilliant mumble in extrapolation
A soliloquy of potential.
I haven't seen all nineteen,
But this will always define you to me.
I can't help thinking, just like Twist,
You could have had it another way.
I could add your drama to this post,
If only I would wait another week,
But I've a deadline to keep,
And my voice isn't silenced by the flash.
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