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Dreams
A dream.
It must be a dream.
For there could be no other way for him to be standing where he was.
He was standing with whom he was.
He was standing by who he was.
Her hands felt smaller in his than he remembered.
And her eyes dimmer with more tears than he could recall them to have ever stored.
Her skin had lost its warm glow.
And her hair lay limp.
Yet there was a smile on her face - growing steadily with each passing moment that her hand remained in his.
And suddenly her hand felt a perfect fit.
Her eyes seemed to shine.
Her skin rosy hued.
Her hair now seeming perfect.
The smile on her face growing wider as her gaze arrested his.
And he knew without bothering to check that a similar smile lit his face.
A dream it must have been.
For the man he had been.
But for the man he was now, this dream was his reality.
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