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One day, one page, one sketch of GREAT EXPECTATIONS, published daily at 8:40 AM.

385When you can’t sleep you’re drowned into a pit of irrevocable sorrow, deprived of forgetfulness, begging for the darkness to leave, even if it means going through the day without a break. The sight of a bed can be terrifying.

 

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