Crystals hang around the window illuminating the room with lightning flashes of rainbows

A little shard of sunlight breaks through the crack in the curtain creeping closer to me as I read

The crow caws loudly in a nearby oak

I am snuggled up with my book, ashamed that I woke

Life is peaceful here


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