Your hesitation speaks volumes which few if any will read . . .
It smacks of plagiarism, but don't we all? . . .
I could thumb through a few pages, if you like . . .
A votive candle, perhaps . . .
Sparks have been known to fly . . .
A past life here, a passed life there . . .
You yourself told many it was a superlative time:
a time of innocence, a time of confidences . . .
Turn that thing down, will you please? . . .
It's interfering with my tram of thought . . .
And you thought what? . . .
That we would forego the preface? . . .
Jump up behind me . . .
I've decided to pay up front, and make-do with whatever . . .
Tell the others to meet us at the restaurant-in-the-round:
they're all that's left you . . .
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| Antonio Palmerini |