By Athea Ly
How are you today? It's been a while since I last saw you cry, months ago, right?
You seem happier recently. Does that mean everything's fine? Because I'm afraid if it's not.
I remember the day you told me you were halfway. Halfway to what, exactly? Dark or bright, hole or door, pain or gain, I'm not sure.
It keeps playing in my mind. What do you mean? Now I ask, halfway to what?
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