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if there were no dreams
if there were no dreams the permanence would slowly take over and the little escapes into the terrain of subconscious existence would deli...
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She was a story teller. She'd go about the streets, gather children and tell them stories - stories of fairies, kings, queens, animals w...
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"Quick, Get ready." "Pa...pa..." "Why do you keep messing up your hair, Sia". Mr.Sinha gave an irate stare. Si...
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