1:55:27
I sat there all the rest
of the afternoon remembering...
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and all sorts of nice things
came back.
1:55:35
I remembered the beginning...
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the times in Reading
just seeing her get on the bus.
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I thought how happy I'd been...
1:55:45
feelings I've had these weeks
she was here...
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feelings I never had before
and would never have again.
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And now suddenly she was dead.
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And dead means gone forever.
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Forever.
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She's in the box I made
under the tall oak.
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For days after she was dead
I kept thinking...
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perhaps it was my fault, after all,
that she did what she did...
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and lost my respect.
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Then I thought, no.
It was her fault.
1:56:32
She asked for everything she got.
1:56:38
My only mistake
was aiming too high.
1:56:41
I ought to have seen I'd never get what
I wanted from someone like Miranda...
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with all her la-di-da ideas
and clever tricks.
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I ought to have got someone
who would respect me more.
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Someone ordinary.
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Someone I could teach.