25 July 2012
Right one last go before I go to bed Whilst you Are snoring off your head I get some peace Contemplation space
I looked at her and gave her a puzzled look. I knew her in another life Her image connected some distant synapse in my brain and I pondered on it for a minute or two before being brought back into the present day by a voice
"Hannah? Um are you free because there's someone who really needs some help. They are sat in the waiting area and need ..."
The speech tailed off into oblivion whilst I glimpsed at her again. I knew her and judging by the way she viewed me and the expression that poured onto her face; she knew me too. Her eyes connected with mine for what could only if been a few seconds but it felt like her icy stare lasted through the rise and fall of empires.
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