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One normal morning we had normal arguments, normal kisses, normal goodbyes. We said goodbye to the dog and cat, you left your tea cup and tea bag to have when you got home, I left my room in its normal mess, and you made your bed as normal, you said your daily prayer that morning as I ate the breakfast you made me, the clothes were hung out to dry, but you were too rushed to say an unnormal goodbye. A goodbye to normality. To the things you may never be able to do again. The normality of people who will change around you. The ability to do things, hold things, hug things like you used to. To be trapped in your own screwed up body while your mind takes over the thoughts of wanting to be free. For me to watch an ad on TV only a few days before, not understanding its importance until today. The cause was different but the message was clear... Normality, A great place to be.