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We floated, dual amethyst jellyfish in the scrim with stars backdropping a cascade of diamonds behind, those turquoise arctic nights. Caressing, echoed sighs fallen over the tundra tumbled with stone. That was a forever past, but I still recall the flow before we settled for earth beneath our bodies. How the wish burns…

Come, oh come with me, let us go home and sigh once more.

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