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A pair of smooth, pale lips leaned towards his ear, "Come with me."    The boy's grey eyes widened, "No." The lips continued to speak, words burrowed like little murmuring worms into the boy's love-sick brain, "I can show you the world. You'll never know what you missed unless you come with me."    "No." But his heart was thumping. "I can play you such sweet music."     "No." Yet, despite his refusal, the boy's feet were itching. "Let me show you how the sunshine can glitter off sand on far-flung beaches-"      "No."  "-As the sun sets on the horizon."      "No!" the boy almost shouted. Twitching, the lips smiled, "Are you