What
happens, my friends, when there is
no
longer a story to tell? And what happens
when
you no longer care where I have been?
Or,
should I turn my back on you when you
are
near? What if we both refuse to listen,
what
will happen then? Will China and
Cleveland
disappear? Shall the sizzle leave
the
steak? Will everything we have done
in
this lifetime of ours have been judged a
mistake?
Do you believe in magic? Is all of
this
merely a shell game or a prestidigitator's
slight
of hand? Did you awaken this morning
with
the feeling that something has been left
undone?
Let us end here without question—
I
am sure of it. Well, pretty much.
Chris
Hanch 10-15-17
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