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Dombivli, India

Reporter

I think over again my small adventures, my fears Des small 1s at times seemed so big. 4 all d vital things I hd 2 get n 2 reach. N yet there is only one great thing, the only thing and dat is to live 2 c d gr8 day dat dawns n d the light dat fills d world. Dreamless sleep passes as though a pause, a mere gasping breath. I close my eyes, n d world blinks out n back again, it resurrects to my senses, new and different It however lacks d meaningful transition. d light of d sun may wink out entirely or shade from brilliant gold to crimson Den suddenly it projects d ethereal morng breaching blue. I tremble n in a wink all moments vanish, terrifyingly, lacking a dream to mark the passag