The wind blew into my body that was confused about how to live a life that felt heavy. White butterflies flying danced around my body as if they wanted to wake me up from a long daydream. Besides, my mom was in the garden giving breath in the form of water to the plants she liked. At this point I should be grateful, right? still having a mother who is very strong and healthy and accompanies you until this second. Basically, humans always feel lacking, feel the saddest in this world, lamenting the story that God has not won. While waiting for fate to take my story to where it will end, I will continue to be grateful for what I have now.
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