currently reading: the secret life of bees
"when i looked up through the web of trees, the night fell over me, and for a moment I lost my boundaries, feeling like the sky was my own skin and the moon was my heart beating up there in the dark. Lightning came in soft golden licks across the sky. I undid buttons on my shirt wanting the night to settle on my skin and thats how I fell asleep, with the air making moisture on my chest and the sky puckering with light."
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