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October 26th, 1978

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October 26th, 1978

The Last Hundred Miles
Oct 26, 1978
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October 26th, 1978

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I remember that wild night at Gayle’s– when I was young– that I paced the floors and ached and quaked and cried at my decision to leave Richard. I was with him for another three years.

I think if the phone should ring that I would relent.

If the night should pass without his calling– something will have ceased.

Death of passion.

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