It isn't real, he assured himself. How could it be? It was simply a dream. A silly dream, at that. His boyfriend had died, Luke knew that, possibly more than anyone else. But now, the young boy stood before his dead lover in his sleep, and he didn't know what to think. How could it just be a dream? Everything felt so clear, he felt more alive and more energized than ever. No, snap out of it, he rationalized. It's just a dream, he kept repeating to himself, it's just a dream.
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