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Today, for the first time in months, I saw you in color.

You were washing your hands.

It was after you had placed those same hands on me. You brushed my hair with those fingers. You held my cheek in your palm.

Those hands glided from my face to my thigh. They touched all of me.

I tried desperately to feel it. To feel some hint that this was real.

Yet, I didn't feel anything until 20 minutes later.

You were washing your hands.

I saw you in color. Only a momentary glimpse.

You were in color.

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