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you, I, us.β the mountains, a cabin, the snow falling, its freezing, our bodies are warm though, in bubbling water. the sounds of wolves howling for the loved ones at the moon. her kisses pressing against theirs. soft, gentle, long.. only soft gasps for air and their cold breaths. the stars abd rhe dark night sky. their embrace.. her happiness.. her forever.
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