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Interior Design

by @AngelaxXx

AngelaxXx

In the whiteroom, with black curtains, near the station. Black roof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings.
Silver horses ran down moonbeams in your dark eyes. Dawn light smiles, on you leaving, my contentment.
I'll wait in this place, where the sun never shines. Wait in this place where the shadows run from themselves.