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Feb 2018
I keep having this constant Dream, more like a vision where someone or something is chasing me. And I am running, and running, trying too hard to get away from it, hoping to find someplace to hide.
I keep running and running, with my eyes searching, my heart pounding, panting heavily, trying hard gasping for air, with my feet swollen, toes numbed, tired and drenched in my own sweat.
That's when things start to scare me.

But you know what's even scarier?
Waking up. Waking up to reality!
Keerthi Kishor
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Keerthi Kishor  26/F/Kerala, India
(26/F/Kerala, India)   
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