Sarah. Sabina. Us. Abigail Lucy
What does the sunrise look like on a Tuesday morning? I wonder if I will ever watch golden rays dance over horizons, alone. Would it be cold? Maybe I’d bring a picnic blanket. I wonder what the stars would look like, without this barrier of glass between us. I wonder how it would feel to walk barefoot in the twilight, take an early morning run, save £6 on the taxi home. £6 would buy two meal deals that I could eat in the workplace where my voice is silenced.
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