I slowly wake up from my slumber. I yawn as I stretch my arms then open my eyes. Everything is gray around me. I take a peek at the window. I can see the world growing, evolving, people’s laughs and cries.There are so many pretty things… so many colors. Why I cannot touch them? What is going on in this hollow heart?
I softly sigh before turning my back from this reality that isn’t mine. The soft song of sorrow slowly call me back as I close my eyes back to sleep..
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