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The Heart Is Something Else. Nobody Knows What's Going To Happen,' I Said

Night Was Coming On In, Borrowing The Light. It Had Started Out Borrowing Just A Few Cents Worth Of The Light, But Now It Was Borrowing Thousands Of Dollars Worth Of The Light Every Second. The Light Would Soon Be Gone, The Bank Closed, The Tellers Unemployed, The Bank President A Suicide.

The American Humorist Sat On His Couch Suffering Thoughts Of Her, Trying To Figure Out How To Win Back Her Affections, Wondering What Had Happened Between Them Or Just Tumbling Head-over-heels Down Into Romantic Oblivion Where The Image Of A Remembered Kiss Provokes Bottomless Despair And Makes Death Seem Like The Right Idea.he Experienced The Basics Of Love Ended.

I’ll Affect You Slowly As If You Were Having A Picnic In A Dream. There Will Be No Ants. It Won’t Rain.

Her Sunny Side Was Always Up.