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At nights, I keep my cellphone under my pillow, And put some of the soft music on volume very low, I believe it can bring some sleep in my eyes, And it becomes stronger when I fall asleep in no time... Thoughts refuse to trouble me throughout night, They look helpless and give up in this fight…  I lay on bad, keeping my hand on my forehead, Forgetting the problems I ever had, The

At times when I stay alone in the home, it feels as if it is breathing, quite slowly. Sometimes it breaths heavily and seems as it is tired or grown old. But it always breaths, all the time, without any pause. Swaying curtains makes it even more alive. Sometimes they feel as someone is furtively keeping an eye on me. And if they stop swaying, a small blow of wind is adequate to bring them