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The Lark

It’s Too Late

A conversation — fiction

Photo by Nicole Geri on Unsplash

He: You were crying.

She: yeah that’s right.

He: You were missing me.

She: yeah that’s right too.

He: You wanted me back,

She: yeah I know that.

He: You used to say, you love me.




The Lark shares fictional short stories and poetry

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