DOMINIC RICCITELLO
I don’t need karma. I don’t need revenge. I know when you’re forty you’ll wish you had. I’ll linger in the night and my touch will be too far from you. But I figure what’s sad isn’t that I’ll have moved on, it’s that I might be dead and you’ll never know if you even had a chance.
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