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Now I will play with my somnolence and the journey towards the abyss of yours Will begin.
The next episode is in the remembrance of these weary days, May be something else also … Something not countable may be.
Oh, time ! , am loosing time Always in thy dreams, in a state half awakened.
But if -
Only if these dreams come into the reality ! If this life would have been nourished by the soft shadows of the clouds .. If …
You know I speak so irrelevant now a days Thoughts are so scattered around And so much I need to dream yet Etc.
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