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A word jotted here, a sentence scrawled there.
A braid tugged loose from its elastic, and a manuscript left enthusiastically forgotten.
Sheets crinkling, a sigh.
Glasses, two pairs, placed overlapping on the night stand.
Vision blurred, but the world made more vivid.
There is ‘less’ now.
Less killing, less fear and uncertainty, less cruel expectations, less neglect.
Fewer layers between them, as a tie coils to the floor, a stiff shirt flutters aside.
The ‘nevers’ fade away too.
‘Never. It’ll only make you weak.’
‘Never! You’re too strange.’
There’s only ‘forever’ in their room now, one of warmth, and kisses, and love.