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The Theory of Waking Up

 4:30 AM

The cynical ringing of bells fills the dark room, now partly illuminated by a tiny rectangular patch of white. A battlefield strewn with open notebooks, four seperate mountains of books and motionless carcasses of pens comes into view. The loud snores break their rhythm to listen to the intrusion, only to be on their way a second later, unfazed. Having nowhere to go, the sinister sounds enter my slumber, demanding to be heard.
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