[YOUNG ACHILLES]
Tomorrow perhaps we’ll--

[YOUNG PATROCLUS]
Not again

[YOUNG ACHILLES]
I am not finished. Wait

Tomorrow perhaps we’ll go--

[YOUNG PATROCLUS]
Chiron is waiting for us!

[YOUNG ACHILLES]
Listen!

Tomorrow perhaps we’ll go running
Or maybe we’ll walk by the ocean
The tide makes the summer-warm sand lose its memory
Our footprints will fade with the morning

[YOUNG PATROCLUS]
Achilles, now we should--

[YOUNG ACHILLES]
Tomorrow perhaps we’ll be seabirds
Tomorrow perhaps constellations
We’ll dream of the gods’ endless summer and then
We will wake to the ways they have changed us
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