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... ff the dream as pure nonsense, but a part of him was telling him otherwise.


It was not like he could narrate this experience of his to someone. They would simply dismiss him off and they might even label him as an imbecile. Sighing in his heart, he buried the beautiful nightmare in his heart- it was a nightmare as he found his actions of burning the garden unforgivable and it was beautiful because of her. Though the woman had a slight muscular body and tanned skin, he was sure that th ...

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