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He walks close enough to the sill of his window to look down upon the streets below. Three teabag strings hang from the mug in his softly shaking hand. A hollow afternoon serving as a lost morning beyond the glass, he swills down the molten hot liquid and a smile follows. The glow of a dozen electronic devises linger, after having just left a now cold, lonely bedspread. It feels as though it could snow. The notion brings him closer; the sky widens only to reveal a tight bundle of clouds, knitting the sun out, as far as his eye could see. With the steam from his mug wafting before his eyes, a gentle snow squeezes free. With this, he smiles. It had been a while. youtu.be/EoXSUOjGk6w
Posted on: Wed, 07 Jan 2015 03:44:02 +0000

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