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Morning breaks through the cracks of the shades, filtered and blurry
light pouring in from the gap between the curtains. I’ve been awake far before
the dawn stretched it’s sleepy arms over my window; the low morning light
reminding me I can’t stay hidden under the fleeting twilight cover. I miss the peace,
though.
light pouring in from the gap between the curtains. I’ve been awake far before
the dawn stretched it’s sleepy arms over my window; the low morning light
reminding me I can’t stay hidden under the fleeting twilight cover. I miss the peace,
though.
Published 13th Dec 2020
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24th Dec 2020 00:25am
It's wonderful that you captured this. Several years in the future, when you go back and read this, you've captured that light forever in time.
Great work.
Great work.
24th Dec 2020 5:54pm
That's been one of my favorite things about writing lately, being able to go back and find myself able to remember exactly how a moment felt. Thank you so much
