I'm standing still fast.
I went to the grocery store with my dad. He was freaking out about hot pockets.
"Where are they Rhiannon?"
"We have to find them"
"You check this isle, and I'll check this one..."
aye.
A four-leaf clover, pressed between the pages of a book he lent me.
"So you can remember me when you see it - hopefully without too much
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