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I feel happy… Those words echoed in my mind. It felt weird to think about it- hell, I can’t even bring myself to say it. Yet…I feel it. Maybe it’s because of the weather? Or maybe because I finally had a great sleep, knowing there won’t be any study sessions the next day? Because I’m going to pick up a brush instead of a pen today? Or maybe…. it’s simply summer again. It’s finally summer…and I’m happy. The way the sun shines across the whole city, it’s warm but not hot. You could hear the faint sounds of birds singing from a distance. The laughs and smiles of people as they spend the day with their friends. It’s summer and it feels warm. The way people choose a class they’re interested in, the adrenaline rush you feel after waking up and there’s no class. “I’ll see you later” I repli
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