Alone in the bedroom, its half past three in the early hours of the morning. Your thinking about life and how short it is, wondering when and how you are going to die when the pendulum of your life stops clicking the beats of the internal clock locked inside your chest.You are all alone with your thoughts, and you’re thinking why the hell you are awake this early in the morning or why you are reading this passage, maybe you are reading this during the day, maybe during the night. So whatever time you are reading this you are thinking about your life.
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