I don’t mind early mornings disguised as night,  disguised as twilight  dis

I don’t mind early mornings disguised as night,  disguised as twilight  disguised as late summer sunsets. The sky is black; the sky is a shade of mauve, gray, the sky. The sky swallows my dreams, spits them into a cup of coffee and they swirl round and round around. There are no birds to greet the morning. Nobody survives the winter chill. -- source link

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