Once upon a time, she asked what my favorite texture was.

And I didn't know, so I said something like maybe my sheets?

She's gone now 'cause that's what time does.

But I figured it out, while my heart skipped a few beats.

My favorite texture is her skin.

Texture meaning comfort and feel.

My favorite texture is her skin.

With the supernatural ability to heal.

My fa...

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No, no. You weren't dreamin'
Yes, yes. I said those words

It's actually my dream you see
And there you are: standing smiling strong

Only we're awake, so
I guess it's not a dream
But you must be what dreams are made of then
Because you're what my dreams are made of. When?
Then, now, tomorrow, pick a place and time
Doesn't really matter 'cause if I'm Tatsumi, you're Mine, mine...

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