There's a girl, there's always a girl in your mind and on your lap, but this is your last, win or lose. She means nothing to you and maybe that's why it's so easy to tug her close, her hips rocking against yours as that soldier drives on
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Always a war.
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It was more like a coup.
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Would that change things? If you knew?
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Sure. I could know I stood a chance of going back to something.
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You may still find out. Both kinds of answers sometimes find their way here.
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I hope I do, Miss-- I don't think I got your name. I'd surely have remembered it. [And a grin.] I'm Raphael.
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You didn't. My name is Irene.
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That's a lovely name. I'm Raphael.
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Then the war came here, Raphael.
[The slightest pause and a fix of gaze.]
Her name was Rafaela, the warrior that took my head.
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So there would be nothing for you if you returned.
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I suppose I could run. [Again.] Who's to say I would even remember this place? Or such meetings. The outcome would likely not change, and I've had my fill of hiding.
So besides death? Nothing at all.
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