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Mountain Sounds

I was just dreaming about you.
We were talking about the clouds. And how they sometimes meet the treeline in the evening as the sun sets. And about how they almost look like mountains surrounding the neighborhood. And I started on about the impossibility of mountain clouds and you clamped your hand over my mouth so hard it stung. And then you kissed me.. And it tasted like metal.

It sounds silly now. But I can see it. Taste it. Feel it.

10:29 p.m. - 2013-02-06

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