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I laughed in a dream one night. I d not recall the joke but I laughed out loud.

I stare up at the ceiling. is this my “new” life? Waiting for tomorrow to come.

I don’t laugh often these days so when I laughed and smiled in my dream it was a shock.

I miss things that I experienced before, years ago, and now all I have are memories of moments short lived.

Is this the end to everything or is this just another moment to overcome?

Soon I will dream, again, and soon I will wake to repeat the things I have done most days these past few months.


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