
The doors creaked open at dawn
When shadows exited early, And in those fifteen minutes
between wakefulness and being awake
The night rushed in…

Shadows of the day,
Coddled in moonlight,
Pillow talks..
A very beautiful collection.
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Photos with stories at Parchmononline
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