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Life As It May

Morning.

White haze beyond the window.

Eyes, hands, hair; a warm blanket nest.

Coffee, a whisper.

Peace and a day?

Or a splash of grey?

Soft.

Beyond the sunrise.

Life as it may.

By brookecutler2

Liver of life, lover of everything. đź’•

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