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It’s sad. It’s a sad story.
There’s nothing the matter.
Don’t look at me.
You are innocent.
Or are we near-strangers, just assuming and pretending?
There are versions of happiness.
They avoided fights but sought arguments.
So what do you think they should do?
So how does it feel over there?
Things are going well.
Some people are like that.
This is of course a metaphor.
It had taken years before their affair was truly over.
You had to really cultivate an ending.
The secret depths her smile concealed.
The bog crickets were doing a raspy ventriloquy of the stars.
You know nothing about her.
She wouldn’t know where to begin.
I need to slow down.
We were on a narrow street in the city center.
But, what did I find?
We only have limited information to go on.
Through the years to come, she’d remember these days of calm.
It was about to say something if she only watched hard enough.
What are you doing here?
We didn’t have a squeak of trouble.
I forgot all about it.
It was all very realistic.
Gone Fishin’
Stop right there.
I couldn’t just sit there, but I really couldn’t leave.
I moved on before they did.
He needs his space.
He didn’t like people much anymore.
Good sense of direction will be a plus, too.
I want to be ready and have perfect vision when the world collapses.
Of course, it is completely absurd.
I shall make something of it.
Blissful isolation.
I shall prepare a noble death song for the day I go over the great divide.
Please be quiet.
Suddenly the day is over and I’m standing here.
They appear calm in spite of the situation.
We both know that you are above the law.
It happens all the time.
When will we meet again?
It was one of the Saturdays that feel like Sundays.
What shall I do?
One at a time is enough.
I wish I’d become a plant earlier.