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Buffy:
I touch the fire, and it freezes me

Spike:
I died . . .

Buffy:
I look into it . . .

Spike:
So many years ago

Buffy:
And it's black
This isn't real

Spike:
You can make me . . .

Buffy:
But I just want to feel

Spike
Feel

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