When I feel unwell, I miss home very much. When I was in high school, I would call my parents and cry while talking. But now that I am in college and I am alone in another place, I call home just to talk about my recent daily life. It's good here, and then I hang up the phone and bite my lip secretly. Every time I come out of the piano room after practicing the piano at night, the night is very cold, quiet, and lonely.
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