When I want to let my mind rest and forget all of my trivial troubles I always think of your bedroom and us, Skylands, a dusty window sill, rain curtains, warm stagnant air and then the breeze that pushes it to tomorrow, and a long parchment scroll filled with scribbles of us when we were free.
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When I want to let my mind rest and forget all of my trivial troubles I always think of your bedroom and us, Skylands, a dusty window sill, rain curtains, warm stagnant air and then the breeze that pushes it to tomorrow, and a long parchment scroll filled with scribbles of us when we were free.
I love you, it's all that really matters.
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