Janet has inspired me to post my process analysis paper, so here it goes.
Sunlight fell into the room, the only way it could those certain mornings in late October. It fell through the windows, tumbling onto the floor, sprawling accross the room, climbing into bed, and gently touching his face. A gentle touch, but just enough to wake him. He opened
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I love you, and I'm sorry you're mad at me; everyone is these days.
Love Always,
Megface
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