I woke up today.
I got out of bed, into a strange reality.
The birds chirping woke me up, telling me it is time to leave.
My feet touch the cold floor; goosebumps appear everywhere.
While i sit and ponder, it is night time again.
The monsters who were ought to get me, entered.
They had won.
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Colors
कविताPainting pictures with colors, despite only having black and white on the canvas.
