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Wet clothes are heavy, they feel uncomfortable, and they don't protect me against the cold weather any more. I can shed the clothes, free myself from their weight and be naked against the cold world. I'm not worried about being in my skin, I know they would first laugh at my nudity, then scold, forgetting I'm just like them, unclothed, empty and lifeless. What's holding me back is the fear, fear of yielding to that lifeless emptiness.
 
I remember the warmth of my clothes, mentioning h-bar alone would get me elated; I could get drunk spending hours thinking about a small question that popped up in some corner of my mind.
 
I remember the comfort of their softness, look of that shiny eyes, and the softness of that dark brown hair, which would talk to my heart silently.
 
I remember the joy of being dressed, the enthusiasm that drives me crazy sometimes. The club, forums, and day-to-day news which used to remind me that I'm human, caring for the future of ourselves.
But they seem distant now....!!

Yet, it's just wet clothes, and I'm still wearing them. All I need is a little sunlight -a small move- to dry them and get back to my cheerfulness. Some say rain and sun would degrade your clothes, but they get rid of stains too...!

Yes, a little bit of sunlight.

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