"I love you because it is your shape that I see when I feel peace in the caves of our deepest ecstasies."
"That's so sweet. Can you fix the bed now, please?"
We're filling in all the caves with debris. The roof's about to fall, and we'll be in here forever.
I have to get out. Once I'm outside, it doesn't matter where the caves go. I'll never remain there again.
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