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The grate of the mind forces my awareness into an ache of tense nothingness, ever since you started working these long hours, I could not…
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The scent of the lavender lowers as the sun descendsover the horizon, the end of a country walk, the dayperfect in weather with the atmosphere…
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The slither of sun reflects from the car windscreen, making you blink as the sky becomes blue, the clouds of the morning finally clearing, the…
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The pavement is painfully long as double yellows are lined beside it for nearly the entirety of the main road, just under a mile in…
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The sun heats the bricks of the little cottage you have resided in for the past two weeks, the smell of bacon frying on the…
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Standing at the top of the skyscraper, you look out across the city as the piercing chill cuts into your fingers, the lights of the…
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