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Searching

Conflicted thoughts of a lived out fantasy
A familiar touch of crimson red talons
Denying tears whilst searching for herself
Echo of words from a now distant voice
A silent moment alone
A rush of heat
A wanton touch
Reaching the crest
It's over
It is not the same
It will never be again
Written by WellBehavedLady
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