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SLEEPING Here, we are one geography: every part of us inked on a map where, across all the blue waters, continents' edges inexplicably match. I move closer to you m the dark, feel the slow heat that embers you deeper into the night. Where all fires descend a few hours into their own slow-dreaming hearts. Where the ravine hides in its own steepness no matter how long, how fiercely we love. 2 3 ...

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