A Long Lost Story
Remember well my loves and tender ones, remember. The moment we became us and you became you, the love shared by us made it happen; the slowing of things after a moment of unlimited speed. The she over there that was a he and a she three times four before, she helped me with the laws of physics and the he that was a she six time twelve minus two; he made the sweetest of flowers-oh what a mind-they have forgotten their stories as have most everyone. Please remember my sweet loves and tender ones, remember our moment of making and the many more we can still conceive and the children-they have not forgotten our story-I listen often to their songs, I do listen.
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