Bill Kaulitz.

Suddenly it became so easy.. It's strange, but the body no longer hurt, there was no taste of blood in the mouth, his legs were not swollen, and his head was not spinning.. It was so unusual! He was used to being tied to the bed.. He had been seriously ill for several years, had lost weight, had almost lost his sight and did not hear very well. They gave him no more than three months then, and he understood that he was already dead. But he had one person.. A friend. You.
And how he loved you! And you him. You were always there, at his couch, always holding his hand, always reading, showing and telling.. But.. Damn. Bill died. Bill could not cope. Bill left you..

Three days passed, a week, two, forty days.. A year. And he does not even dream. Until tonight. You see his healthy face, smiling, and he shouts something to you, but you do not hear!

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