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Eric fell asleep 

on the boat again.

It always drifts,

but never this way.

He didn't know

there was land here.

On the shore

sits the girl.

His girl.

“I dreamed about

you,” he says,

and then rubs

the back of his

head sheepishly.

Such a stupid

thing to say.

But how can

she exist?

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