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Coda

BUFFY: I touch the fire and it freezes me.
SPIKE: I died. So many years ago.
BUFFY: I look into it and it's black.
This isn't real. But I just want to feel.
SPIKE: You can make me feel.
BUFFY and SPIKE: Where do we go from here?



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