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Crepuscular
May. 21st, 2021 04:38 amI love this time.
Still dark and under the rain, the wind from the East comes in through the window. I've been awake for about an hour listening to it, feeling that touch on my face. The birds haven't started yet, but it won't be long.
Darkest before the dawn they say; maybe. But I love it anyway.
Still dark and under the rain, the wind from the East comes in through the window. I've been awake for about an hour listening to it, feeling that touch on my face. The birds haven't started yet, but it won't be long.
Darkest before the dawn they say; maybe. But I love it anyway.
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