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.

It's hot here... I can hardly see clearly, the air is not clear at all, is this what they call, sand...

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...... Show more
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