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Borderline
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"I feel scared, I realize, clutching him a little tighter. From within the depths of his sleep he moans a little, moving against me, his head pressing against my neck. 'What do you dream about?' I wonder, not for the first time. He once told me he never dreamed, which terrified me. A man with no dreams equates to a man with no soul - or so I’d thought."
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