[Photo A Day March]
At 9 o'clock (and almost easily every other possible hour of this day), I must have been in bed, looking up, looking out, craving sour juices, doodling sunshine, seeing birds fly, battling nausea and telling myself it's okay.
At 9 o'clock (and almost easily every other possible hour of this day), I hoped and wished you're more than okay.
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