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-I was asleep
I still enjoy remembering you, even when I’m not alone, the ebon hue of your lost face ripening as your smile drifts like a collection of rare butterflies across your cheeks; it’s almost as if I were returning home, if only for a moment, since I know I won’t stay long enough to realize you were nothing more
than a dream, and I was asleep…
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than a dream, and I was asleep…
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