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The perfect day-
I layed in bed for hours, wondering if I would ever fall asleep, not knowing what sleep was, eyes staring at the image on the mirror, the room reminded me of who I was, my place in the world, the next anchor I drop would be christmas, that day all would be well, that one day for the next 2 years, I felt like it was christmas then, laying in bed, without any thoughts, without any sound, I never slept that night, breakfast was good although I didn't eat, my stomach was empty, but I couldn't, everywhere I was waiting, for the moment that it comes, when my answer is found, I guess the world is empty, nothing seemed to change with it gone, like nothing was happening at all, I waited and waited for that voice that would see me, but we never met, anyday, for two years still I wait, watching people with my ying. Too late for a perfect day.
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