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Cold autumn evenings when the sun sets at five, the world goes to bed as I come alive
Old gold-edged books faded with age, my true self found in kindred souls that leap off the page
Melodious voices of The Great White Way echo from speakers, transporting me away
Familiar feline friends with a meow and a purr nestle in my lap as I stroke their fur
Oceanic eyes of the one who cheers me on, just one look and I know I’m home
Rich dark chocolate and a glass of red, reward for a hard night’s work before bed
These simple things to others seem so small, but to me give the greatest comfort of all
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Morgan Rhianna Bland
I'm an aroace brain AVM survivor from Tennessee. My illness left me unable to live a normal life with a normal job, so I write stories to earn money.
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