Sometimes the best sounds are quiet house sounds. The rain softly hitting the tin roof. The ticking of the cuckoo clock.
The fridge hums as the rain falls a little harder (and louder). And I'm lost in my thoughts just long enough to wish daydreams were real.
The fridge hums as the rain falls a little harder (and louder). And I'm lost in my thoughts just long enough to wish daydreams were real.
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