I Adaora, if I told you why, why I have chosen this path would it make a difference. Would it change the sad picture you have immersed in the still waters of memory’s reflections, one that I suspect is infinite in consequence and without repentance. Would the firm hands of time suddenly reverse and in a quick sweeping motion, erase all the torment of the past to allow us both a new clean slate to start afresh. To relive what once we had hoped would stay and would become our life; our future. The paths we had out for ourselves, crystal clear in the deep forest of fantasies. II It hurts me that I am uncertain that this is what you would want. It hurts me even more, that I suspect you have long moved on, memor...

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