Great again

I had wished for a time machine
So my love put his heart into building me one
He manipulated metal and electromagnetic fields
then the planning to go back in time begun
It was one of a kind, but on the eve of our journey
we destroyed it and cried in repentance with one another
because this dream of ours would have transported the entire world together with us
and what were my ‘good old days’ were some of the worst in history for others.
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