A person’s left hand holding a slim blue vinyl booklet in a low lit room with lightly open blinds

So the season turned, and I thought about freedom and I got home. There it was, later than it should have been because of my own failure to sign where I should have, but still on a time of its own. No plans yet, but maybe in three months and again in six, it could happen.

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