You're dreaming of place which doesn't yet exist; of neon skies with a blue haze, of breathlessness in the freezing cold yet you want to feel the warmth and tears,
tears, that you'll never spill.
You want the sun on your honeyed cheeks and the sea at your toes. You want to drown, body submerged until you can bear the pressure no more, but,
you still want to breathe.
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Let me know what you think of this one, it's a little wishy-washy.