Morning sunlight through the leaves
The birds are chirping
Imagine you are a bird
Flying in the air, freely
Listen to the singing of birds
Forgot all the worries
feel the joy of freedom
i wake up from dream
Found myself in the hair salon
The feeling of happiness has always been with me
I feel very happy imagining the cozy scene of sleeping in a bird's nest
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The Devil's Cut
“Comrade, finally you’re awake.” The voice was smooth, sensual. A flickering incandescent bar was all that lit the white, sterile room. All Vladimir remembered was everything going black. He tried to move his arms and found them strapped to the gurney.
By Matthew J. Fromm7 days ago in Fiction
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