3:33
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At 3:33, cold coffee, a staring cat, and a candle with no breeze make inspiration feel suspiciously close to haunting.
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A poetry library for the things that bruise us, the things that bloom anyway, and everything we become in between.
At 3:33, cold coffee, a staring cat, and a candle with no breeze make inspiration feel suspiciously close to haunting.
Between Bruises & Blooms 