Friday, 1 September 2017

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It was in the notes section of my phone for as long as I can remember, just a string of letters and numbers. I must have thought it important at some point.

But I had no idea what it was. Every old website I’d re-encounter, I’d try it as the password, no dice. But I kept it, even transferring it when I upgraded my phone, since the day I deleted it, was the day I needed it, that’s how it works.

Then I died, and as I was pulled from my body, a string of empty dashes appeared before me…

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