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# TO BILL DENBROUGH
*just for you*
You stuttered and still led. You wrote stories where the monsters
lost because you needed one universe where that happened. You
carried Georgie's death like ballast nobody could see and still
rode into the deadlights on a bicycle built for two.
"He thrusts his fists against the posts and still insists he sees
the ghosts" — the sentence you beat into rhythm until fear had
grammar. Leader isn't the one who talks best. It's the one who
rides back down.
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