out of this town, two years back.
midnight stories, a year ago.
seven months after december night.
one week since words exchanged.
three days to the great escape.
friends and late night adrenaline - twenty-eight hours past.
forty-one minutes fastforward, to make a wish.
sixty one seconds: whimsical lies.
i know, i make no sense.
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