Chapter 1

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The early morning light woke me up. Looking at the clock it was half past six. I got out of bed and opened the balcony door and leaned on the railing.

The breeze of early morning hit my face making strands of my hair fly in every direction. I could hear the sound of birds singing beautiful songs.

A huge park lies across the building I live in and from my apartment I can see everything that lies in it, which is one of the main reasons that make me love it to live here.

I wake up every morning and contemplate on the beauty of this view. Words are never enough to describe it and it always makes me breathless.

The whole view is like a masterpiece created by an artist who spend years to make it look flawless.

Tapping my figures on the railing and humming to the sound of birds, I was lost in my thoughts meditating on this masterpiece unaware of anything else that was going around me.

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