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To Me,

If there are still seasons, you're lucky. If there's still a world, you're lucky.

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Take in the air and the light, the smells and sounds, then the silence. Take in one last kiss if you can.

Take in this still life.

Another part of the legend was that he fell for a girl from town who helped him with his project. They traveled to New York together where, for one night, he was known as a great artist. He gave her a chair with roses in it, which she treasured.
And their love would endure until the day that rockets hailed from the sky in a silver storm, extinguishing the sun.

”So is this the Mesopotamian sky or the Montana sky?” I asked him, tilting my head back.
He tilted his head back, too, our hands an inch apart.
“There’s only one sky, Twyla Lee.”