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“Room..this is a room..where am I?, I
am obviously in a room ..unfamiliar it seems” I thought as soon as I woke up. When
the Amygdala st..
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And here it is, life inexperienced by me. It seems that me is not
compatible with this thing called life. I feel like I died the same microsecond..
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"The
table over there..beside the window.. seems calm" she said while
enthusiastically holding my ring finger and pinky together with her warm
h..
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It
was evening, after he finished his shift, the young waiter sat on a
black chair made of iron and beautifully designed cushion, drinking a
cup..
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His
name is …I don’t really know…they just call him with whatever names
very near to their lips. Sometimes they address him wi..
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She
is lost; she has been through a lot of dreadful experiences. Trust,
honesty, mercy, tenderness, and love are nothing more than words she
rea..
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As
I laid, alone, upon the messy bed in a dark night, the blanket spread
over the half of my body. A book or two which tired of reading laying
a..
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Sometimes
you reach a point in life when you must confess,must go naked without
those fancy elegant colorful silky garments you wore from the day ..
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