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  • I open my eyes and let my arms relax. My hair is sticking to my forehead and I am not too sure if my legs are supposed to feel like this. But then I realise I remember this feeling and the memory takes me in its arms and draws me against you. I have been to many places these past few years and all of them have been with you. You are next to me when I wake, next to me when I fall and next to me when I sleep. There are unexplored places left for us to find. There are reasons behind our skins and bones. Not that I am pretending to know what the reasons are, or why our minds drift from space to space searching for ever deeper waters to play in. All I know is, I want you.
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