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Photo Challenge Day 7: High angle

Its Sunday morning. I hear the motorbikes roar past the street below us as I was dishes in our apartment on the 5th floor. A thought pops into my head and I leave the soapy water and dry my hands. Slowly I snuggle into his warm neck as he seems so peacefull in dreamland. He stirs and opens his eyes. “I have and idea”, I whisper still curled up against him. “Lets go on a breakfast run”

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