Looked up at a full moon not long ago and whispered the Shmata Queen's name and said I know it is a big ask and it might not be granted, answered or accepted.
Closed my eyes and went looking for her, found her staring back at me.
She smiled but I knew not whether it was an echo of the girl who used to hold my hand. Told her I might see her in the echoes of the future or maybe not.
Walked away, turned around and saw her still smiling.
"When you're in jail, a good friend will be trying to bail you out. A best friend will be in the cell next to you saying, 'Damn, that was fun'." — Groucho Marx
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