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| Like how time speeds ahead. We barely catch up, breathless; |
Sleep always feels good. After the hot shower, snuggled under the blankets under the pitter-patter of the raindrops. Their symphony, your music.
It's nearing the end, and the beginning of something new. Can't say I'm not excited, if you were to ask. But I'm apprehensive too. Uncertain, unsure. Let's hope full recovery comes in 10 days.
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