How I wish? (55 Fiction Friday)
55 Fiction Friday from Sepia Mutiny
I run into her three years later, "We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year," Damn it, does our life have to be like a Pink Floyd song?
"running over the same old ground. What have we found?" Why us? You look beautiful. Now stab me, love. How I wish?

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