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... lay there, heartbeats accelerating and butterflies multiplying. Well pack our bags in which will contain a map that we drew in our sleep, paper and pen, a deck of cards. Wait for the next shooting star or spacebird to claim our little bodies. We can find a cloud to rest on, and there we'll lock arms, and link bodies, collide with our lips, see with our eyes and fall asleep long after the sun ...

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