Still falls the rain.

It was one of those Sundays where time seems to disappear, but the afternoon never ends.

One of those Sundays meant for baking a warm sheets.

One of those wonderful Sundays you’re hesitant to acknowledge out of fear that recognition could ruin the whole thing.

Whoops.

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