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Autumn- Entry One
Title: March
Morning wandered in as she stirred in her bed.
Lost in circles, like the ones under eyes, like the ones in her head.
She knows he is coming... she can feel it.
Love
Morning wandered in as she stirred in her bed.
Lost in circles, like the ones under eyes, like the ones in her head.
She knows he is coming... she can feel it.
Love
Published 17th Apr 2018
Author's Note
The unknown side of being ready for love
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