This morning we were young.
But by late afternoon, as the the sun became shrouded in afternoon fog, we had aged.
And soon afterwards, when that same sun lowered itself into the Pacific, even our thoughts felt old.
“One day we two will see how this all works,” I said.
“For now though, we needn't think about it much,” you replied.
As if either of us could mak…
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