Wednesday, March 28, 2012

one hundred eighty-seven

Dear Stranger,

I’ve been thinking about you so much, I can’t even sleep.
 I’m sure that if only we’d met, known each other, that we could have saved the world, that there wouldn’t be all this horror, this violence.

We didn’t. The world burns on.

I love you.

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