A castle reflects
In a puddle in her dreams
Where she finds you on a beach
Staring into a fog,
Looking for something she cannot see.

She approaches you
And touches your arm
And you raise it to her
And shake your hand.

You rise toward the puddle
And wade into it
As you calmly sink into the center,
Drowning.

And she sits on the beach,
Still warm from your body
And watch.

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