ONE NIGHT – That night I wrote, sitting all calm, so next door my mother’s dream would suffer no alarm. And if I had to get a book, with every movement I would fear, with every single step I took, otn to wake my mother dear. The peaceful night thus crept on. And then I remembered she was gone.
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