Notes
"What breaks in daybreak? Is it the night? Is it the sun, cracked in two by the horizon like an egg, spilling out light?" ~ Margaret Atwood
a mix for the cotton candy and butter yellow skies of the first hours of the morning
"What breaks in daybreak? Is it the night? Is it the sun, cracked in two by the horizon like an egg, spilling out light?" ~ Margaret Atwood
a mix for the cotton candy and butter yellow skies of the first hours of the morning
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