"That was before my time."

and maybe, one day, there will be a short feature film about us, titled by someone stuck betwixt our ages, and while both of us watch in different cities, sheltered in a darkened halls without wings, hands between the knees of a lover funnier than the last, the empty gaps of this year will be explained away, simply and by way of mioses and flattery.


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