While every one was out partying and getting ready for the new year countdown, I was at home.
Feeling restless.
While every one was excited about the last hour drawing near, getting ready to countdown, I was at home.
Folding paper money.
While every one was dancing away after the clock stroke twelve, I was at home.
Feeling empty while lying on my bed.
While every one was still sleeping after partied till wee hours, I was at home.
Folding paper money for Mum... and feeling empty.
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