The dawn breaks the stagnant darkness and stirs to life my slumber. Feet escape their prone position as a deer entering a forest clearing. I tread lightly across the hall, avoiding the landmines of loose screws. My destination in sight, I move into place to peer over the edge of the subject's sleeping quarters. She moves and snorts and steals my heart. The day is young and still so quiet but happiness has just begun.
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