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I realized that I was dreaming; with a vast effort I woke myself. But waking up was useless, I was suffocated by the countless sand. Someone said to me: You have wakened not out of sleep, but into a prior dream, and that dream lies within another, and so on, to infinity, which is the number of the grains of sand. I realized that I was dreaming; with a vast effort I woke myself. But waking up was useless, I was suffocated by the countless sand. Someone said to me: You have wakened not out of sleep, but into a prior dream, and that dream lies within another, and so on, to infinity, which is the number of the grains of sand.
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