It didn’t rain for you, maybe, but it always rains for me. The sky shatters and rains shards of glass.

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I always make sure there’s an opening in my room - an inch at the door, or maybe even at the window. My grandmother taught me that if one dies during sleep, the soul needs an exit, or it will be forever trapped in the room.

Tablo

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