Empty house by the reef - Intro

I sunk myself into the brown sofa, gave out a deep and long breath. The cushion beneath me was soft like feather. I leant my head back, looked up at the plain white ceiling. The ceiling made its' distance from me and then it zoomed in again. I figured out the scenery outside through the thin and gently floating white curtain. Seagulls were playing their favourite song, flu along the horizon then into eternity. Sea were calm, without any hint of lifes but the breeze was still warm as ever. It proved my existence, and the feeling were real. Then I wondered, where on earth are you. Don't angry at me no more.

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