Some days, I lay in bed, and wait to wake up from this life.
A few days ago, I woke up to his voice says my name. I walked around looking for him for a long time. I still see him out of the corner of my eye, every now and again. I still love you. My dear, I sure wish that I could see you again.
I have a lot of books by Camus, I should read them.
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