And Every Morning the Way Home Gets Longer and Longer
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“I wrote that I wanted to concentrate on being little first.”
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“My memories are running away from me, my love, like when you try to separate oil and water. I’m constantly reading a book with a missing page, and it’s always the most important one.”
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“You never became ordinary to me, my love. You were electric shocks and fire.”
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The amount I love you, Noah, the sky will never be that big.”
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It’s a big universe to be angry at but a long life to have company in.