The Wistful Voyage
You are looking at the river. Good. Keep looking. Do not blink. The water is not water. It is memory. It is the thing we are trying to erase. Look at the surface. It is still. Too still. It has been still for three years. Since the day the towers fell into it and did not sink. Since the day I told you that I loved the river more than I loved you. That was my first mistake. Or perhaps my second....
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