His head was spinning. News and scenes of disasters carved cracks in his head’s walls. Calamities, catastrophes, wars, sanctions, pandemics, earthquakes, floods; all these made his morning a hell. He even switched to music channels to relax a bit, but he found all those pieces of news captioned. He shut the TV off, took his mobile, and wrote an SMS to his girlfriend. “I really need to dwell in the meadows of your green eyes, so let me have a haven under your eyelashes!” he wrote.
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