It sounds like it's raining outside... But I've always longed to watch the sunrise. Alone or with that special someone, it doesn't matter. It's just something about it.
The first rays of light touching the Earth's once dark surface as the sky transforms colors. I imagine watching it, silent with a hot cup of coffee and a loose sweater. The birds just beginning their songs, and for once, everything is peaceful, pure.
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Short StoryA collection of things I write late at night. Whether it be little shorts, poems, or just getting deep. Anything is possible at night. (EDITED)
