tisdag, februari 24

Spring Rain



A soft, hazy shadow settles over my body as I lie down in the grass, waiting for the night to come. I have a vague memory of something that happened to me earlier today, I will try to remember it as soon as the sun rises. I keep telling myself to be patient, even though I know this won't help my sleep, but still, will these eerie sounds go away when the night comes crawling up my spine?



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