I glanced out the glass pane as my own face was reflected back and forth, hidden between white walls. The leaves seem vibrant as if they have been touched by the breeze. I close my eyes and imagine myself being carried away. I've stayed in the same spot all this time, drowning my hopes and dreams. I have faith in life as I see and understand it. My fear takes the shape of a pen in my hand.
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