the touches in dreams were soft like wind and feathers

half the hand and through the fingers

the hand that wrapped loosely around the waist

the hand that covered another’s, casually but not quite

feeling of the dreams…

then there came this rusty place that had the elevator

it went down and down and i forgot to stop at the right floor

it couldn’t go up, so we tried to climb

and we were in this place where we took the food in turn like in Lärkkulla

there was also a test, we had to answer the questions and i was like “how could you possibly know the answers if you didn’t watch ‘running man’?”

making some flower bouquets with the correct flowers and the right amount, things like that

and that feeling of the pampering love from a group of people again

everything felt so strange in the dreams

soft, and nice, and strange


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