...a deathly serenade...

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Gone to Asia: The Administrator and I were both
distracted, Vanity. Blue still plagued my time, and
in a way I accept that Leila was just left in Bethnal
Green, as I sat in Islington and The Administrator
was granted less access. In my defence I wasn’t
even visiting The Professor even. Less distracted
by The Administrator, I assumed Leila would just
start and finish Love & War, but her conclusion
that she had no muse anymore, and no real hope
really had set the poetry in motion: However what
kept her from this realisation so long after the
whole disappointment with Madgelaine and
Father Theirocpy is still my guess, especially as
the time in between mostly consisted of The
Administrator helping organising her estate, and
The Administrator making ignorant assertions
about Art, in the Islington apartment. Though
Islington was no more and Leila resided in
Bethnal Green at the time. The day arrived and I
guess it must have been the swing of the black. As
I had failed to hear from Leila for more than three
weeks and knew I had disregarded her in my
attempt to perfect, Vanity. Blue, I assumed she
could be doing the same with Love & War when I
did finally allow my mind to think of her. But the
day came and I quickly gathered my things, as she
was not answering my calls, still saddened she
didn’t live upstairs anymore I made my way to her
apartment to pay her a visit: A prayer here, a
prayer there, everywhere a sermon. I had the
spare key she had left with us, strangely, as if a
vain ode to that which she resisted, distractions.
After six knocks and no answer on her phone, I
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