---Sleeps through the washes of the morning's colors and the warm brilliance of sunrise. She sleeps in a world where she remembers, perfectly, every detail about her husband, this day, that sentence, another touch. She will remember it all in the deepest sleep, and lose it again the moment her eyes open and she wonders how late it must be for the sun to already be so high and then remembers, in the next instant, what happened the day before. Ashley Hay
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-In the morning, the sun rises and bathes everything in a new glow. In the morning, memories of the day before come rushing back as you begin to think of what happened. Reminding you of all the things you said, all the things you did, and all the things you will do again tomorrow.

Source: The Railwaymans Wife

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