I wake up just in time to see the moon fade. The sky boasts a pink tint and the streets are glistened with morning dew. It's a new day, as I breathe in new scents of a new season. Fall has returned, blowing it's retribution on summer's sins. I can hear trickling of water dripping off God's paintbrush as he changes the colors of his canvas. I breathe in... thankfully.
What kind of cupcake would God eat??
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