When the sky was brilliant, blinding blue
And the song of the birds was deafening
I knew you. Needed you.
When I stepped out of the past and traveled forward in time, I took your guidebook with me.
These days, I know you from what was written on those pages, which is to say, I hardly know you at all.
I've thought about filling in all those blank pages myself. You know,... just in case.
Just in case.
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