morningsI wake up in the morning- it's this usual day, the colors around are blurry and my mind is half asleep, recovering the real things and the things that only appeared in my dreams. Sometimes I mix the two, but only for a second. Sometimes I wish the world was prettier and the trees always absorbed the sunshine at 6 am in the morning before school. I love the smell of the trees after the rain and the soft tiptoes of the children as they sneak up to scare their fellow classmates, half asleep, half awake. I look through the car window and find birds, free and alive, flapping their wings and causing jealousy to build up in other humans who, like me
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