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Time and Space Man

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Some time, some place, there’s a girl whose red curls reflect the light when she smiles. It scatters quite right.

She smiles at him. His confusion, the way he whispers Charlotte in a hoarse and awkward voice.

She laughs – at him, at the world that’s hers for the taking – but the sound of it, faraway, is drowned by the wind. Escapes him, because it’s not 2004. They’re not on an island. She’s not with him – just an image in his dream.

Seventy-seven, the sun goes down and Daniel counts the ticks to midnight.

Thirty years early, thirty years too late.