Somehow I had managed to crawl back into my very own sanctuary.
I have survived another day, I said to myself.
The sun has make me suffer. It burns me and I nearly succumb.
The miseries of the past have reawaken and with its wake comes the pain, depriving me of my strength.
All I want now is to simply rest, and rest, and rest. Until the fatigue have fade away, I shall not be disturbed.
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