Saturday, July 26, 2008

Cutting the Apron Strings.

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I wish it were that easy.
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There are thousands and thousands of us. Far too many to remember. We, in our igorant multitudes...and you. Extra special. As it happens, I will always remember. It was insignificant and consequential, quite at the same time.
You don't need to promise to remember me. I know you will.
But do, do promise that you won't forget. It is quite a different thing, you know.

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