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Face cast in a luminous glow, reflected in the dash
Car twitching in the gale, sliding sideways through the bends Wipers beating the relentless tumult, Lights no impression on the gloom ahead. Slightly frowned, a double world of his own Cast away to the light; of a smile, a slight tilt of the head Thunder or our fingertips touching? Lightning or our lips together?
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