Saturday, April 20, 2013

It's raining outside. The thunders sound like almonds breaking in the sky. And the rain could  be little almonds hitting a padded roof. The grass suddenly becomes blue and the God dyes the sky pink and the clouds become amethysts. Slowly, the red nail polish comes from heaven like a holy fall from the clouds and this liquid kills all the human beings in the world.

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