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I love this particular moment when the sun has almost set but not completely. I look at the sky and half of it is in this magnificent shade of blue and the other half is cotton candy pink and lavender purple. Two best friends look at each other, scream "THE SKY IS PRETTY" and take a million pictures of it. Mothers call their children and tell them to come home already, because it's getting too dark. Old people turn on the light switch in their living rooms because looking at the TV hurts their eyes. It's the perfect moment for a walk. Some people have shone a light. Some haven't. I can see people having dinner or watching TV or making love or fighting for something stupid. But these people are not important. What's important are the people I won't see. The ones who own the dark rooms. Why isn't anybody in there? Why is it all dark? Is it because a 14-year-old boy decided to run away after being bullied for the third time this week? Is it because somebody's grandma died and nobody has the bravery to go through her things yet? Is it because somebody caught her husband cheating and told him she doesn't want to see him again? Is it because a little girl thinks there's a ghost under the bed but nobody believes her? Is it because some people just don't want to go home home yet? Is it because some would rather walk aimlessly than go home where they are completely alone or maybe they are not alone but they feel alone? Is it because it's been forever since they had a real talk with their roommates or parents or significant others and they cannot stand the thought of breathing the same air as them? Why is it all dark? Why? I guess I'll never know. 25/08/2020

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- И. И. И. (@xoivyox)

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