No solace in simple sunsets only dripping crimson
Flashes of erupting horizons and blood red reefs of cloud
Not enough swathes of the twilight sky could smother the blaze of his burning fury.
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RandomI speak for those who can't, won't, shouldn't, etc. I also speak for myself. Because why the heck not?
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No solace in simple sunsets only dripping crimson
Flashes of erupting horizons and blood red reefs of cloud
Not enough swathes of the twilight sky could smother the blaze of his burning fury.
