There is a place where is no light. In this place every fears have warm, sweet home. Dreams... they always find you no matter how far you will runaway.
now I lay me down to sleep
pray the lord my soul to keep
if I die before I wake
pray the lord my soul to take
I am looking around. Sky is navy blue and blood-red. Burnt,destroyed buildings, bodies everywhere, some of them are rotten, some of them are fresh.
I'm alone. I go along the street. The square is before me. Broken trees bent swings. On one of them still is rocking small skeleton. He looks like he lughed still. I take a pink ribbon from his neck. He fell.
In air I can feel rot and the disintegration.
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