One's house

Manglehorn

I especially want to know where you are now, where are you and what are you doing. I want to know how much tomorrow is. But I want to tell you that I have lost the hope of tomorrow. Those beautiful memories that hope you come to me hurt me too much day after day. One hurt memory forever, no one is like you, no one can compare with you. Do you still remember the lingering whispers in my ear looking forward to the future before you fell asleep? I have always enjoyed that time. You are a fortune teller who can see through the minds of others I am the president by myself

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