late light sunday, the family awake, the father ill, smell of breakfast and no wish to get up.
late light, there is snow outside the window, large soggy flakes.
A day of no consequence, of no great future.
A day of coughs, now the exhaustion from the week has caught up with the body
and is enforcing rest.
Think of the time in the future when there will be no awakening any more.
.
late light, there is snow outside the window, large soggy flakes.
A day of no consequence, of no great future.
A day of coughs, now the exhaustion from the week has caught up with the body
and is enforcing rest.
Think of the time in the future when there will be no awakening any more.
.
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