There’s a fine line between dreams and reality.
That fragment of a moment before opening my eyes and waking up. Those particular seconds are nothing short from surreal bits of time that I’m living, mysteriously aware of a new daybreak.
When my head is in confusion and my spirit is numb, I see the fantastic shapes of chirping birds, tweeting me hope and a good morning.
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