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The skies became brilliant; the dry monsoon was setting in. The same old lines and verses, over and over, until there had come times when shrieking would have relieved her. . I guess those books are okay because they are fiction. Imagination, coloured by the obscurity, peopled the air with phantoms. She was only a few yards from the door, but lacked the courage to rise and fly.
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