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“ Insomnia by Vladimir Leleiva  “ It was inspired by poetical tales of one my friends about his sleep disorders. I think this set could be described by one quotation from his story: “You know, sometimes falling asleep can be a lot harder...
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“ Insomnia by Vladimir Leleiva  “ It was inspired by poetical tales of one my friends about his sleep disorders. I think this set could be described by one quotation from his story: “You know, sometimes falling asleep can be a lot harder...
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“ Insomnia by Vladimir Leleiva  “ It was inspired by poetical tales of one my friends about his sleep disorders. I think this set could be described by one quotation from his story: “You know, sometimes falling asleep can be a lot harder...
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“ Insomnia by Vladimir Leleiva  “ It was inspired by poetical tales of one my friends about his sleep disorders. I think this set could be described by one quotation from his story: “You know, sometimes falling asleep can be a lot harder...
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“ Insomnia by Vladimir Leleiva  “ It was inspired by poetical tales of one my friends about his sleep disorders. I think this set could be described by one quotation from his story: “You know, sometimes falling asleep can be a lot harder...
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Insomnia by Vladimir Leleiva

It was inspired by poetical tales of one my friends about his sleep disorders. I think this set could be described by one quotation from his story: “You know, sometimes falling asleep can be a lot harder than climbing a mountain. Though I’ve never climbed mountains, but I’ve read a quite a lot about it. After wallowing in bed for a few hours I start to feel as if I’m on a pile of rocks, which is very hard to get comfortable on. Sometimes, knowing what’s waiting for me, I avoid trying to fall asleep. Then, by the time I finally steel myself – I’m out cold faster than I can crawl to thepillow… ”

agreetoallow:

Hace un tiempo que no te escribo

pero no te preocupes, solo estaba un poco triste.

Perdón por la sangre en el papel, no me siento muy bien.

El doctor me dijo que tome medicinas, pero dudo que ayuden.

Me siguen preguntando acerca de cuando falleciste,

y duele recordarlo.

Todavía te amo, ¿sabes?

Te extraño más que a nada.

Es difícil terminar, porque hay sangre por todos lados.

Estoy yendo a verte, por favor, abre la puerta.

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