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Ahhh, irony. Or is it parody? Most would call it transference. I see light seeking light, but maybe it’s just gravity. It can’t happen. I hardly know you, but I wish I could. The fake wedding ring is a nice touch though. It shows just how twisted reality is. I had a teacher who, in response to folks shying away defensively from showing emotion (oddly enough, not me), liked to scold by saying life is melodramatic. It is. I’ll have yet another story to tell—thanks for that. I don’t really need another story though. I’m just filled with them. So I’ll swallow this story again each time I see you. And I’ll lie to myself after each session thinking, maybe after two years?
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