Swimming. I am swimming. Swimming to the top of the darkness holding me under. And then I am swimming towards the light. But I stop. I tread the backwaters of my mind, searching for any happy memory of my childhood. At first there is everything, but then there is nothing. I could've sworn I smiled too.
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Swimming
Kısa HikayeIs reality really reality or just a dream? Nobody knows, someday we make wake up from this dream and realize reality was something we were hiding from.
