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Can I go back to that feeling?

Where I was in that room, surrounded and cloaked with the sweet scents of candles and insence?
Where I walked on clouds for the very first time?
And I finally lived.
Before what happened that regretful day, before I felt such a strong urge to forget.
That night where I found peace, and tranquility in three loaded breaths.
I want to go back to that night, where there were no clouds in the sky yet I treaded upon them, where there were firecrackers popping in my ears and fireworks in front of my eyes, where for the first time, I felt free.

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