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She Slept With Clenched Fists

Until she started sleeping with Him

She slept with clenched fists held close to her body. Her hands were sore when she awoke.

Not until she slept in his arms did she finally relax. As they dreamed together he showed her beautiful worlds. And she showed him the beauty within him. Through their sleep they awoke.

Their awake world slowly started reflecting the joy of their shared dream world. And they both relaxed like they never had before.

As their touch transcended two worlds they never knew if something was a dream or not. And it simply did not matter.

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