Que Sera, Sera

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The heat makes me slow the way it did the day when we were by the lake. We talked about love wasn’t because we didn’t know what love was. It wasn’t until hours later that I could formulate a coherent response. But the time I’d just stared at the water and the setting sky and muttered something dense.

Time will do as time does, I wrote a month later.

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