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the battle ends, or continues, or
2009-11-03 9:50 p.m.

and i hold Tadzio in my hand, this time as a small plastic robot shooting out faintly AA-batteried blue light out from his plastic eyes, and i throw him on the ground, and smash it with my foot, with the last remaining burst of emotional strength i can find within me, trying to escape the dark and beautiful death at the last minute.

But Tadzio persists, and in place of the smashed robot, i find another one waiting at the corner of the room, and i pick it up, and i have no energies left to fight, and i let myself drown with Tadzio into a world of eternal happiness and sorrow and pain.
and love and sweet death.


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