Another warm and humid night, I look up above only to see the starless skies. I lit wide my eyes open and notice the cold darkness outside. The feeling is pretty ironic. It is strange in a weird way if so I may say.
I forcibly trap myself upon the inescapable void of my imagination. Now I can see memories and scattered words I can never assemble. From a distance, I see a wonderful thought I will always remember!
“The beauty of life does not depend as to how happy you are…
But as to how happy others can be because of you!”
And then, I begin to see a reflection of someone…
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