Sunday mornings.
She puts on Taylor Swift’s Midnight Rain. Stares at the ceiling.
Then closes her eyes. Five more minutes,
just five more minutes- where it’s not midnight and
the sun in shining brightly. please?
Sunday mornings.
She puts on Taylor Swift’s Midnight Rain. Stares at the ceiling.
Then closes her eyes. Five more minutes,
just five more minutes- where it’s not midnight and
the sun in shining brightly. please?
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