The Nocturnal Sun
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Thursday, 13 September 2012
The missing lock...
There came days when she couldn't stand them. They stared at her sadly, as if they had heard her midnight screams. And sometimes when the sun barged in and disrupted her dreams, she woke up to their rude grins.
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