“I got out of bed and sat by the window. My heartbeat trembled in my fingertips. Outside the b
“I got out of bed and sat by the window. My heartbeat trembled in my fingertips. Outside the black panes, past my ghost in the glass (Why so pale and wan, fond lover?) I heard the wind in the trees, felt the hills crowding around me in the dark.” -- source link
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