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Flickers of light ricochet on a distant mountain of peace.
Twilight colors scorch the sky, these heavens sink a little lower.
Rain rain rain comes again again again.
Colors everywhere hit me, kill me.
I am no more, the colors are gone, white light fills me.
All I see is nothing, everything should be there, but isn't.
Again again again I flee.
I scream, I am no more.
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