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I come here and imagine this is the spot where everything I’ve lost since my childhood is washed up. I tell myself… if that were true and i waited long enoug then a tiny figure would appear on the horizon…devamıI come here and imagine this is the spot where everything I’ve lost since my childhood is washed up. I tell myself… if that were true and i waited long enoug then a tiny figure would appear on the horizon across the field and gradually get larger until I’d see it was Tommy. He’d wave and maybe call… I don’t let fantasy go beyond that. I can’t let it… I remind myself i was lucky to have had any time with him at all. What I’m not sure about is if our lives have been so different from the lives of the people we save. We all complete. Maybe none of us really understand what we’ve lived through…or feel we’ve had enough time.
