My face changed, and he chuckled as he drank the rest of his drink. Here suddenly feels like at home, there is a strange comfort, there is togetherness that settles. Everyone I know, like a familiar friend. Do the similarities of suffering bring our souls closer to each other? Or empathy that unconsciously bring together our togetherness. That afternoon, slowly I began to see life with different glasses.
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