It's hot here...
I can hardly see clearly,
the air is not clear at all,
is this what they call, sand-raining.
As far as my sight allows, it sinks indefinitely into nothingness,
from my right side,
from my left.
Everytime I saw an amazing dream, someone just have to wake me up, or rather, something will bother me and I have to wake up, and I always wish... If only I could return to my dream, it was so nice......
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