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My Boy

I am sick of my boring room. I have been spending way too much time in it, doing nothing of value. I’ve decided to go out and get some fresh air and maybe find something to do. I grabbed my deep blue coat and slipped on my shoes.
I walked outside in the darkened city, the street lights haven’t worked in years. I walked around not knowing where to go. I looked around and it suddently hit me how dark it was. I could barely see my hand I was holding infront of my face to test how dark it was. It was was barely an inch away from my face and I couldn’t see any detail, just my hand’s outline. Well, I kept on walking and stumbling but I don’t want to go back to my room so I press on.

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