Riani Can't Avoid Her

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Riani's Mind
My stomach swirls and as I lay in my room, my head laid on my pillow and my body wrapped in blankets. My feet shift and my arms grab them. I hold myself tight and try not to think of you, for your bright smile and shining eyes, you smile at me and hold my hands, and your dress flows and caresses the flowers. We lay at the apple trees and gaze into the Ocean's floor. You continue to hold my hands and look at me evermore.

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