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Nightfall.

Sunaina
Sunaina
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He sat by the window,smoking into the air,observing the peopleacross the street,the clocking was ticking behind him,reminding how time is whisking past him,he counts the number ofhomeless people on the street, and looks up at the stars inthe sky,tonight, there weren't many,the clouds hid them and tuckedthem away from the world,he sat by the window,smoking another cigarette,the nightfall has just begun,with the clock ticking behind him,the nightfall has just begun.
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