"I Hated Sunsets"
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I've seen the sunset, I've watched all of the colors that I will never see again sink into darkness.
I hated sunsets, they reminded me of myself and how all of the colors that could've been in my life turned black, like my heart did as a child when I was put into jail.
No name, no history. It was pure chance that I met Dallas Winston, we were both young criminals headed for a new life in Tulsa, Oklahoma.
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