He had a dream that was long enough to deceive him for a lifetime.
In the dream, they were still teenagers, sharing the same popsicle under the old locust tree; in the dream, they lost their youth and put a lifelong commitment on each other's ring fingers.
But every time he reaches out to touch it, the dream becomes like bubbles
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