There are times in your life when every door closes on you one by one. You begin to wonder what did you ever do to deserve this. The ground beneath you begins to slip away. When you see a little light you think it is a door opening to you. But then you realize it was a small opening through which light was streaming in… You wish at least a window was left open for you….
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