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I'm tired.

I'm tired of these images in my sleep.

It keeps repeating, over and over and over.

What if...

...No, that isn't a solution.

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OH SHOOT! HEY! You're here!

Sorry about that. I should really tell you what happened after that dream.

I woke up and I started a group call with my friends.

It's always the same. Why couldn't it be different? I just want to...

Oh right, sorry. We had a little chat and yadi yadi yada... Whatever...

I don't have time to write this stupid story.

Just like an unsharpened pencil, it's pointless...

See ya when I care.

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Who touched my notebook? That didn't happen...

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