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• J o h n n y •

She danced to the music, her moves matched the rythmn so perfectly. My heart ached as she danced alone to the sad music, making me want to make a move to take her by the waist and lead her move.

I wasn't bold enough as I stayed where I was, watching her from afar as she drowned in the lyrics of the song.

"Come, John." She whispered as she came to me.

Her hand felt so soft touching mine, waking me up from my deep sleep as I found out this morning it was just another dream of her.

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