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Eight in the morning.
I was still uncertain of everything when morning arrived.
After spending the whole night awake, all the remained were messily scattered coffee sticks and an empty energy drink. Piles of scenarios and synopses left their sticky mark on my suffocating heart.
Nothing special happened, for example, seeing the future.
Slumping against my chair, I clicked my tongue.
I shouldn’t be so reliant on my foresight abilit ...
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