I look back one more time. It's like a crater, a hole where something happened.
I look back one more time. It's like a crater, a hole where something happened.
In Room me and Ma had time for everything. I guess the time gets spread very thin like butter all over the world, the roads and houses and playgrounds and stores, so there's only a little smear of time on each place, then everyone has to hurry on to the next bit....
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