There it is again. ..that faint light coming through the crack in the door.Not quite noticeable but visible enough for a stranger in a dark room. But I guess anything would grab your attention..in a room like this...in a dark,miserable room like this. Can't see or hear a thing and suddenly this unknown ray of light has shamelessly entered into this huge dark space filled with nothing and is slowly suffocating you to death.
It's strange - this feeling.This mental state in which you are neither dead nor alive.But at the same time you could be both-a peaceful dead body or a miserable living thing.Take your pick.Which one would you choose?
None...why?...what's the point of being in peace if one's soul is not there to enjoy it and also what's the point of living a life miserable than one's death.It is truly strange.
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