I saw you today on the bus - thirty years into the future. I suppose I should possess a stronger reaction to the ever-present attraction.
You were looking . . . .
Still searching I see
(I smile).
I wish I could say I'll be there when you arrive, but then again I don't; we've already squandered so much time.
(laughing) Who am I to mind?
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