The view from a room


If only you could see through my eyes
A grey morning dew rising far above the tippy tops of the skyscrapers
A silloutte of distant mountains peaking through the skyline of a tropical metropolis
The sun rising in the east spreading light like a pitch black bedroom with the door cracked to a lit hallway
This breath taking dawn of a new day full of promise and memories to be made…

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