I grab a piece of paper and I began drafting a nonsense article about my messy life. I shed saline fluids as it moves through my cheeks while carefully catching to every memory. I was brought to a deep slumber until I awakened up the next morning and I was still looking for another piece of paper and write again. It became my precious venue to unleash all my thoughts until one day, I didn’t serve anything except that I write and just write.
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