I had a dream about you. We were in a field picking dandelions for the king when a strong breeze came. I threw myself in front of you to block the wind, because the king was balding and if even one dandelion floret fell out we’d lose our heads. Well, you’d lose your head. I was just a walking torso, so I had nothing to lose but your love.
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