For an hour or two we confabulated. The sound of your voice did a dance around my eardrums. It swam with my brain waves creating a mental ebb and flow. We exchanged our share of languid smiles and fabricated our pasts to make for a more intruiguing plotline. You told me of your nomadic ancestors and life at sea; resulting in encounters with
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