poetry… well, not really…

Spoilers (but my most poetic paragraph so far):

Jenna exhales and smiles, closing her eyes, enjoying the soft breeze from the open window as it tickles her feet when they lift slightly off the floor on every first of a three quarter beat. Neither of them notices when the song ends and blends into another. In that moment, despite their flaws, they are perfect.

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