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Is that you inside that ridiculous disguise?
Whatever place we chose was our world
That was as far ahead as he liked to think
I’ve been away a long time
Does anybody tell the truth around here?
I shouldn’t be suprised to find you here
Come, folks. We’ll sneak out ahead of the crowd
The sun was setting in earnest
And yes, I am wondering too, if and when yesterday’s posts and comments will be restored ;-)
I’m going to just relax
I do have to go somewhere now
The real thing could never live up to the dream
He could hardly go back to what he had been
He felt like he had never been there before
When they were gone it would be something that had never happened
They had friends; that was how they met
He had no worries, none, and he worried about that
I was stunned, so stunned that I couldn’t move
One wrong move and you’re dead
With no book to read and no one to talk to, he fell asleep on the garden bench
Weeds flaming up from cracks in the concrete
Nothing. There was nothing. Nobody there in the dark
I don’t like to be forced to do things
Why, the dark is built right in, isn’t it?
My imagination was just big enough to get me in trouble
I don’t know how long we’ll be staying
It was hot, with a gritty desert wind hard to breathe in
Maybe they can give him something to settle him down
You are not a simple soul and have no business being here
It was not a story to pass on
Breathing and murmuring, breathing and murmuring
No one goes home empty-handed
And then he took one step closer
He wondered whether he had counted right
But you know? Time is heartbreaking
Come here. I want to show you something
He feels as if he were forgetting something
She thought no poem she’d ever read had been so beautiful
None of that was the worst, though
He laughs then, a queer, sad laugh
You’re kidding
This is the peace at the center of life
Spent nearly twenty-four hours here, alone
I stood and looked, I was always looking
We were two sombre boys hunched in our coats, grim winter settling in
Do you really think it will go unnoticed?
I do not know the nature of your involvement with this
It felt as if it had been stung by a bee
Of course there was much more to it than that
It was a sincere request for information
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