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"After coming into this cycle of time, the nights of doom in life peep into the sky with a hope that one day the miracle of nature will shine like the sun in this desolate colony."The shackles of such questions, which were attached to every step to the heartbeat, were scattering the future in the mirror of the past. Holding a coin between my fingers, I was tossing it again and again so that my shadows could find their way to reality away from these mirrors. The coin would bounce up at high speed and then after falling would give