The sun was setting in the horizon and I lost my last bus to village. No one was there, long-long away, for help. I lost hope to move forward on the way was tired too much not even want to make a tent to spend the night. Was just sitting in the hope that someone will come and I'll take lift. And now I am here in the midnight still waiting for someone or may be will sleep on the sand. Moon and stars are seeing me from the sky.
Sun-light is coming on my face, it was a deeo sleep in the lap of mother earth...

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