On a lonely Monday morning, I ask you
...what shall you eventually
be in this continuous drama known as my life?
If considered in a textual format
...will our time perhaps cover a single page or worse -
a simple, incomplete paragraph, perchance?
...or maybe this thing between us fills an entire chapter
which will bear dog-eared corners to remind me
of memorable times, good and turbulent.
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