Silhouette

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There he was standing right there. All that was visible was his silhouette, but i knew it was him. His features became more clear as I ventured forward. Tears burning in my eyes, I reached out to touch his arm to make ensure it wasn't just my creative energy but that this was all real. As my hand drew near to his arm, I didn't feel anything. I didn't feel the warmth of human skin, or anything for that matter. I was touching air and then i figured, this time he was never really there.

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