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Sleep is when all the unsorted stuff comes flying out as from a dustbin upset in a high wind. - [Sleep] The boy with fair hair lowered himself down the last few feet of rock and began to pick his way toward the lagoon. - The Lord of the Flies [Books (First Lines)] He was laughing, chin up, and shaking his head. - The Spire [Books (First Lines)]
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