Lost in the museum by the dinosaur room. There are signs to follow, toilets this way, exit that, café open, closed Mondays. You loved the dinosaur room. Each Friday I brought you or would have to risk your tears. Fridays were always our dinosaur days. I come alone now, for the memories, at the risk of my own tears. I am lost.
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