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First night seemed too dreamy. Second night too drowned in intoxication. Third one too tired from chaos of the days. It was only the last night when you realized that the whispers you were hearing from your pillow and the sounds living in your walls, were real. They were very real and you were a dove in between alive halls of life and corridors of death with ears of a ghost.

Vaishali P

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