When I pronounce the word Future , the first syllable already belongs to the past .
When I pronounce the word Silence , I destroy it.
When I pronounce the word Nothing, I make something no non‑being can hold.
shorter girls in front, tall girls behind. And big smiles when I say cheese. But one more head count,
that's everyone? —Yes sir, that's all.
Stand here, girls -the photographer would call
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