it's two am, Love as a Dark Hallway on a burnt disk in the car's CD player, windows down to hear it. two butts on the hood of the car, two heads reclined on the windshield. stars laid out above, resplendent and clear, sky full of hope and a deep unending emptiness to fill with stories.

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