Vanity
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I woke up at 3 am. I can't sleep anymore. I feel inner solitude. I'm recalling former winter when everything was so full of life and distinctness. It was like mystic life. Now is only misty. I remember snow, I remember cracling 25C degrees below zero and I remember myself. It was in my country but not it is a reason. Now I'm strangling inside . I'm closed in still, voiceless and lifeless space. Nobody can cross my fog, including me.
I have to sink into life, I have to be aware. He is talking to me and I like him but he is like a projection. He could be a friend or something but I can't be closer. Why.
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