Epiphany.. Symphony.

[moonlitxtears]

The morning sun rises weakly with my snail steady endorphines and spirits.
The slush of the snow is melting, fading away..
Slush. Sloosh. Slosh.
Sloshed every night for a fortnight, and damnit I feel fine..

Am I wrong?

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[everanddespair]

I got you a thing. <3