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Brimming
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Elise Oddity PM
Sticky, warm sunlight coats my eyelids, and dream flits beneath... [sunday mornings at their finest]
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Words: 52 - Reviews: 4 - Published: 12-12-05 - id: 2067889
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Brimming


I don't know why,

but this Sunday morning

I was so incredibly –

so outrageously –

happy,

that I curled up in my bed

and slept till noon.

I didn't have to wait for phone calls

or for someone to love me

because, somehow,

I loved me,

and that was enough.

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