Forty-five days seemed too short a span that could conveniently wipe out a heavy dose of anxious narrative – not allowing the spell of flashback
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THE SERENITY OF LIVING TWICE
The summer morning shone like a bright and welcoming mime, something similar to the mischievous giggle of my grandson, for whom I was keen on
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After a hectic day, my body cries for a balm to calm every part of my being. In the silence of darkness, I find the
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