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I heard the neighbor’s screen door part with the faint blue of dawn. The black cat strode in like a whisper. His silken body curling her leg as he took the first lick with his rough, red tongue. The cold milk glowing in a golden saucer. * January 05 2024
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Sep 20, 2024
Sep 20, 2024 at 2:38 AM UTC
Crepuscular
I heard the neighbor’s screen door part with the faint blue of dawn. The black cat strode in like a whisper. His silken body curling her leg as he took the first lick with his rough, red tongue. The cold milk glowing in a golden saucer. * January 05 2024
For those who are wondering- Crepuscular is another name for late twilight or faint dawn. I wrote this at 3 am that night it has that peaceful night feel
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Sep 20, 2024
Sep 20, 2024 at 2:38 AM UTC
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