![[with him dead in the ground, the world turns without me]](https://images.8tracks.com/cover/i/009/267/848/05-9881.jpg?rect=116,0,435,435&q=98&fm=jpg&fit=max)
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Locked up inside, the imprints of other futures embitter him.
Nothing lasts forever, not empires, not love. Only devastation persists, in the stainless steel boxes in his head.
Companion to this fic: http://archiveofourown.org/works/4279638
![A [partitioned, half-marred, dead last]](https://images.8tracks.com/cover/i/009/382/898/http-__taylormmeredith.com_post_73640521013_nothing-new-about-motion-blurred-faces-but-ive-7601.jpg?rect=165,0,769,769&q=98&fm=jpg&fit=max&w=100&h=100)
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