I Was More Alone Than If I

We Looked At Each Other Until It Felt Like Everything Would Burst Into Flames

The Mistakes I've Made Are Dead To Me. But I Can't Take Back The Things I Never Did.

My Dream Went All The Way Back To The Beginning. The Rain Rose Into The Clouds, And The Animals Descended The Ramp.

We Need Enormous Pockets, Pockets Big Enough For Our Families And Our Friends, And Even The People Who Aren't On Our Lists, People We've Never Met But Still Want To Protect. We Need Pockets For Boroughs And For Cities, A Pocket That Could Hold The Universe.

Since The World Has Changed So Much, The Same Values Don't Lead To The Same Choices Anymore.