"a new life" he replied. Where the hell am I supposed to get that now?
If I did find one however, I'd probably buy two.
Perhaps get a good bargain out of it; two for the price of one.
Is there a destiny bazaar out there, perhaps a fate flea market, where I could find new lives perched on old moulding hangers, and pay in barter.
How about a kilo of past or a dozen regrets, eighty four kelvin sighs, six foot ache, eleven amperes of ecstasy, five thousand minutes of delirium; complementary thirty two degrees of orgasm, if only I could get a new life, two for that matter..one to gift, one to replace my tatter.
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