Ironically, I was listening to “Purple Rain” on repeat just a few days ago.
When an icon passes, the first feeling you get is that of disbelief.
How can such a brilliant, charismatic, talented person cease to be?
It just hits you how small, vulnerable and evanescent we really are.
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