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63. about the spaces we inhabit

There will come a time for nuptials. A time for mourning, and burials. There will be plenty of time for me to regret what I tell you, tomorrow.

For one moment, though, I will try to forget about cars skidding off curvy roads and the end of love.

I want to exist in this space,

that could’ve been ours.

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johnny

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