And I can already feel the summer pulling away, soft and slowly like a lover receding into the night, into a darkness that can no longer be touched, where the heat in our blood has given way to something like a hidden river of ichor. And maybe I'm still waiting for you there, to be enfolded and linked forever. And in that first touch it was too early to tell if it was meant to be a
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