Another friend has died. He had a sudden heart attack.
It became awkward when I came to his house and could barely said something to his family.
I just stood still, stared at his body, and lulled some prayers. Then got off of there.
I do think there are some people in our high school days like me, just knew him a bit, perhaps only his height, or the way he walked down the hallway, or how his smoke and alcoholic stench filled the class room.
But hey, he once walked through in our days, didn't he?
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