She drew a ❤️
Early in the Morning, mist covered the city streets. She woke and entered to balcony. Her hairs gone through soggy for foggy climate. She came back to room, room was humid and foggy. She sat infront of mirror and staring into the mirror. Mirror couldn't do it's job, there was no reflection on her. Her face was seems to be blurred in foggy mirror. She drew a heart on foggy mirror, because the person in mirror is courtesy of her living.
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