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The soft morning light filtered through the sheer curtains, casting delicate patterns on the wooden floor of t.

The morning light filtered through the sheer curtains, casting soft patterns on the walls of the small apartme.

The soft glow of the morning sun filtered through the sheer curtains, casting delicate patterns on the wall of.

The soft rain drummed a soothing rhythm against the window pane as Mia sat curled up on her couch, a mug of ch.

The morning light filtered softly through the sheer curtains, casting ethereal patterns on the wooden floor of.

The morning light streamed through the sheer curtains, casting a warm glow across the room. In the center stoo.

The soft hum of the city reverberated through the walls of the small, cluttered apartment. It was a Wednesday .

The morning light filtered through the sheer curtains, casting delicate patterns across the room. Mei lay on h.

The room was dimly lit, the golden hues of sunset filtering through sheer curtains, casting a gentle glow upon.