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Four AM hangs in the room like a held breath, the world still dark. My flower crown tilts a little as I lean in, fingertips gentle on the cut staining your lip. You press an ice pack to your bruised eye, the ache from tonight’s work—the other work, the shadow-life—lingering in the quiet between us. Even with the city’s grime still on our skin, this touch is tender. A small pocket of care, carved out of the chaos we live in.