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Tuesday, February 4, 2014 | 5:09 AM | 0 comments (+)

I slept around 8 last night, and this is how it brought me to. Waking up at 4am in the morning was the least thing I expected my self to do. Or maybe not?

So here I am today this dawn. With a clear head as ever, puzzled as never. I probably should sleep and wake up earlier everyday. Or maybe not?

Watching the clock ticks, listening to the rain pours, coping against the shits I referred as problems. Maybe they were not problems. Maybe they were just in my mind. Maybe they were just worries.

Or maybe not?






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