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No time to hesitate. He'll lurk around my synapses until the day when everything explodes. I used to believe in warmth and ice, this sweet dichotomy that provides sensations strong enough to indicate boundaries between which I was to pass. The boundaries have fallen down. The warmth has radiated away, the ice has melted down, therefore, I'm jumping up and down, up and down, I'm vibrating as a molecule imprisoned in a crystal structure. I'm blind so I can't see whether he's staying by my side or he's already gone. Let me not be so pathetic once again! Of course, sweet dreams fade away as quickly as birds' chirping when rain comes. The soul of mine that is craving for a mere moment of attention and warmth, wouldn't it agree on everything? D'autant plus que l'offre est si tentante...