When I walk alone at dusk and listen to the rustle of the city, I'm wondering how much time I have left. In the morning, when I make coffee for one and in the evening, as I watch the sky set again.
A collection of short little stories or ramblings I write when I'm bored or spontaneously inspired :))
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