Tell me of anyone who does not live in and for the memory of what never did – what they wished did – what they would not have given their right hand so that it did – happen, and I'll call you a liar.
It's not the "what if it did?" but rather the "why the hell did it not?" Forgive me the hell word, please, unaccomplished lust has everything to do with unaccomplished love, and thus with... hell.
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