Dark walls, red light, a drop of a coin in the distance. I joined you through the deafening sound, pulling myself from stickiness and fog. Barely knowing where I was going, I wove myself into the heat and throng and suddenly it made sense.
Skin running along a smooth surface, I knew that black cloth, could recognize it from touch and the warmth that radiated underneath. It was everything then, as it is now, even though we are neither here or there.
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