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Oct 2020
I lay awake,
tonight.
Thinking, no, obsessing
over the sights, sounds, and emotions,
of a Tuesday morning,
at 7:30.
Innocuous as it was,
It fascinates,
and compels.
An experience so perfectly plain,
That it goes almost completely,
Unnoticed.
Written by
AnyaKinsey  17/Trans Female
(17/Trans Female)   
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     Keith Wilson and andTilly
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