Just behind the thin line

*Cryptic mode post up ahead*

The aircond sound reminds me of something that I cannot remember. It it rather something unpleasantly and sweet in between. But it only leave shadowy traces of a dream that surreal for me.

Alas... The clock rang and wake me up. Only were greeted the croaking sound of frogs outside the windows. It rains heavily last night. The smoke that lingers in the air while it rains stuck in my mind.

But the cigarette won't ease my mind. It is just my appetite suppressants. Something have to be done. Something that equals to a riot will happen. Will my heart stand against it? Or maybe, it can be real soon...

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