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Chapter 8 - Two Lives
Cyrus felt his eyes tremble….a little bit. He started to open them but closed them again and let out a deep sigh. He had no idea where he was. He felt like his head was floating somewhere. Was he alive? Was he dead? Was this hell? Or was it heaven?
He didn’t have the strength to open his eyes. In fact he didn’t have any inclination to open them. He liked the way he was feeling. It was a warm…fuzzy and soft feeling. He didn’t want to open his eyes to the real world. He imagined he was waking up in his room…..in his house….in Delhi.
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