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A thrill, a thrill was
.
walked
air and exhaust
sweet lightning
through my nerves,
down my back.
turned his eyes around, hugged
reflections on

drops left on the first leaves.
It was a thrill, a thrill
only. Unexplained
, or perhaps
deliberately kept hidden from me
me.
was just a thrill, or perhaps a flicker of
dream?
It 's a dream?

was only a minute and again, I do not know why,
my world again became
only stars.