She'd known him for a while. The map of birthmarks, the constellation of scars, the mosaic of soft hair, pasty skin and redorangepink-tinted lips; she thought she knew him. She thought she'd recognize him anywhere.
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She'd known him for a while. The power and beauty of his dreams, the colour and complexity of his demons and the things that turned his frown around; she thought she knew him. She thought she'd recognize him anywhere.
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