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A minute before midnight,

I fell on my bed from a dream state and the bright sight of the sky was replaced by the white ceiling. The rough and wet grassy touch of the earth changed into the softness of my bed. The fresh air of freedom turned into the dampness of my lonely room.

The ache in my heart soon followed with my consciousness and the tears came back. I pulled my knees into a hug and balled on my bed from the cold and the pain. I cried as sleepiness creep towards me slowly and painfully.

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