Raindrops angrily ricocheting the roofs lull me into sleep. The coldness blankets me, promising the peace of unrecalled memories of your warm physicality. I do not fear the dark, for its shadows hide the wounds and scars of a doomed union between two different worlds. Slumber comes, and I am confident, there I would be somewhere, out of your smoldering reach.

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