It’s one of those eerily quiet sorts of evenings. No breeze. No cars. No neighbors. Just stillness.
Sometimes I wonder if this will be how the world ends. Nothing big or obvious, just one day I’ll go outside and discover that most of the other people are gone.
By Autumn Rain 
This is my wish every day.
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It would be rather liberating…
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This could be a blissful dream. 🙂
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If only it were impossible to be born alive without a soul.
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