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She loved him. He never looked even once at her but that night when she went to the ball something extraordinary happened. She went in a pretty satin gown with a bow near the waist, he came in a black suit looking as handsome as he was. Lost in his charm, she moved towards him with grace.

"Hold my hand, for once I want to feel your touch on my skin" she said near the entry to the ball.

"I've always wanted to, princess" he said and swung her in his arms. The movement was so momentus that he lost balance and she fell.

Waking up was a better option.

Dreams are rebellious and hallucinating indeed.

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