When we were kids - there was a fine line between wanting something and needing something - most typically, wanting to stay up - needing to go to bed...
We move as one - as one group - carrying our profiles as though they were the chains poor Marley bore as he visited upon his former partner Ebenezer.
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Morning Princess... though by the looks of your rhythmic breathing morning is still hours away as you wait out the nights darkness in the deepest corn..