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Somewhere, you dance with me, twist, spin.
Together we slip between raindrops, barely touching.
Memories of tomorrow dust the edges of my thoughts, leave their bittersweet taste on my tongue, and everything around me becomes silent and still, the satin touch of your fingertips against mine.
Glimpses of the past flicker, fade.
Something of the mountains flows through my veins.
Do you feel anything when I wake suddenly, sleep shattered into a million shards, your name echoing silently from pale lips?
I could have lost myself in your eyes...
Then again, maybe I did.