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Waking in the dark, No morning song, Only artificial light to break the barrier between realms. My body is awake - oblivious to seasonal change, Driven by biology. But my soul remains dormant. Quiescent. She waits again for Spring.
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Nov 27, 2018
Nov 27, 2018 at 1:45 PM UTC
November mornings
Waking in the dark, No morning song, Only artificial light to break the barrier between realms. My body is awake - oblivious to seasonal change, Driven by biology. But my soul remains dormant. Quiescent. She waits again for Spring.
#November #winter #cold #SAD
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30/F/Wirral
Nov 27, 2018
Nov 27, 2018 at 1:45 PM UTC
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