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"You wrote that didn't you?" The voice said, smiling and holding its hand as if reaching the stars.

The other voice just laughed. "I suppose you do know me really."

"Why did I do that again?" It asked.

"For your own pleasure and amusement I guess. No wait, I'm sure of it." The other voice said and they both laughed.

"I wish it will be a beautiful catastrophe etched in our memory."