Fiction,
When he woke up at morning, his month was bitter and couldn't remember anything. A few minutes he remained supine in bed. His mind was blank. These years he tried to remember things that he was not sure of their existence. And then related ...
Fiction,
When he woke up at morning, his month was bitter and couldn't remember anything. A few minutes he remained supine in bed. His mind was blank. These years he tried to remember things that he was not sure of their existence. And then related the unrelated things to each other and took them to the night that monotony and sorrowful replaced with the past not ended excitements.
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