It's 4: 30, a midnight, even a bit ahead, my heart is aching, it feels the burden of abandonments, a bit heavy, I am sleepy but it has been sleepless for a long time, restless and numb!
It's cold here outside and the world inside is a bit more colder; heartlessness, soullessness, mindlessness! The silence is even loudest! Crowded!
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