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... the window almost burns them, causing me to squint, and little drops of tears slide down.
The sun-kissed ceiling greets my squinted eyes as I stare blankly at it. My mind is still feeling a bit.. hazy, not yet recovered from the sleep.
All of a sudden, my eyes widen, and my chest vibrates as my heart pounds relentlessly against it.
"That dream..." I whisper. My voice scratches against my throat, and I breathe out a sigh of relief. I couldn’t speak in that dream.
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