A Short Story
The fragility of life. Of love. Of freedom.

I want to know if you know why you did what you did.
I want to know if you think about it.
I never want to see you again.
And the words pour out of me.
I want to know what you’d say if you saw me now.
No, better than that — I want to know what you’d think.
I wonder if y…
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