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I woke up to-day.

I woke up at one o’clock.

I dreamt of opening a door.

At one o’clock.

And then I woke up.

I was alive.

But for one moment.

I was dead.

Amazed by one thing.

Thinking only of one thing.

Not being able to understand.

Oh, how can I know life?

How can I ever feel death?

Starving to death…

It is one o’clock!