Once Ash was in the sleeping bag, Misty tucked him in herself, with a maternal smile on her face.
"I don't want to find this wet tomorrow morning." she gently teased him.
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Faint lights pass through colored glass, in this beloved place. Silver shines, the world dines, a smile on each face.
As joy surrounds, comfort abounds, and I can feel I'm breaking free.
For just this moment lost in time, I am finally me.
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