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In ten years from now Come meet me at the movies Searching for our seats We will voice our certain doubts That the film will skew the facts Favouring romance Sweeping music will distract From real history With our popcorn and soda We will finally sit down Ready for disappointment No way will they get this right Not how we lived it The theater gets dark 2020 reads the screen As we nearly roll our eyes But as the big numbers fade Together we are startled By our brimming tears Because we are holding hands

By Alice Curley


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