Bags - Passing Through

 
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Something tangible but hidden met my fingers…
Strange to the touch yet oddly familiar.

I wondered whether it was meeting my grasp as a warning, telling of a darkness surrounding my actions. This thought was nonetheless though, momentary as cold silver and gold met my touch.

And what a perfect marriage between the heat of whatever dripped down my arm and the cold metal.

 
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