I remember those nights.
They were filled with complete darkness.
I lost mobility, my vision was impaired, my hearing nonexistent.
There was life all around me, but I felt lifeless inside.
You see I was lost within my own world, but not even a set of clear directions was going to help me find my way.
Days kept passing me by. And whether or not the sun was shining, a dark cloud positioned itself over my world.
Only the mediocre are always at their best. – Jean Giraudoux
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