Let's see, John, last time I checked you were still a forever being with as many second chances and new romances saved up as there are stars in the night sky; whose thoughts fly on wings, whose dreams become things, and for whom all the elements bow.
In case you were wondering.
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| John, where is it? Where is it?! Have you seen your future lately…? Oh, there it is! Spinning in the palm of your hand. |
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