Sad, yet happy to be alive. In pain, well it's a good thing he could feel.
He wonders what he was feeling at the moment. Logic vs Intuition, how do I balance these two entities, he asked his elder sister.
Hmmm, it's life and it happens to the best of us. She replied.
It was a really long night of words, a room filled with endless revelations and more questions. Finally they fell asleep knowing whatever happens, tomorrow remains a gift and the past no longer exist.
Or does it?🤔
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