i'm tired of being your satellite (your_satellite) wrote,
i'm tired of being your satellite
your_satellite

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keep me warm, let me wear your coat

When I opened my bedroom curtains late this afternoon, they were sun-warmed and crimson out of the west....and they felt like hope in my hands.
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