From behind me,

I feel a change

from

something.

My mind must be

playing games.

I could have sworn

there wasn't a window

next to me.

For when I had awoke

the first time, this room

only had walls.

I pick up the glass of

almost gone orange

juice and take a few

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sips before placing

it back on the tray.

A glowing white light

comes from the window.

It beckons for

me to come close.

With no hesitation,

I get on the bed to

get a closer look

out the window.

I squint my eyes a

little, undoing the

small latches that

keeps the window

shut.

After being successful,

I raise up the window,

glancing outside.

Beyond this very room,

there's a bright sun and

a blue firmament.

I wish that it would swallow

me whole.

Below me, the ground too

is a bright sun and blue

firmament.

It's almost acting as a mirror

maybe?

Reflecting the very sky.

How can the ground reflect

the sky?