She woke up with a crestfallen heart on a dull, lonesome soul.
Surrounded by the fake warmth of feather-feed pillows.
But just as she opened her window, she was awestruck by wonder
as she watched the sun let loose a billion spectrum in her hair and saw
the dew-washed morning unfold before her longing eyes,
like a story.
and she thought....
maybe today will be a good day after all
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