Thumping

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At last, her body felt the warm of the sand

Irked,
she thought she was numb by the cold though her shuddering frame told otherwise.
Pale fingers touched the boy's wrist,
She felt the streaks of thumping oozing out, a short and scarce fray.

He's not dead, not yet.
He's like a star being sucked slowly by a black hole, she thought.
With a throbbing heart, she closed her eyes











...And pressed her quivering lips to the stranger's lips.

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