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Submitted to Contest #225
He was afraid to blink, in case the moment passed. That he would open his eyes to a dream, drifting helplessly into the night. Time stood so still he could feel the world turn. Frozen in the warmth of her gaze, he couldn’t conjure a single word worth saying. Perhaps he didn’t need to. She was here. That was enough. Words often eluded him, at least, the ones that mattered did. With the written, he was a wordsmith, with the hurtful, he was a poet. His mind was a whip that always seemed ready to lash out, and in shameful moments, he lashed ou...
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