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Morning Hours

Alas, those mornings when the sun dances through the panes of your bedroom window, tempting you with the chirping of birds, seducing you with its earliest hours. Brimming with balm and promise. Come out and play. Another morning, the rain falls bleakly from the sky. The warmth of body heat left on sheets begging you to return...with a cup of hot coffee, a book. A friend. Stay. Stay.



CJ Ellis

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