Blazing smoking engulfing the atmosphere the rear of sight and insight into the deem and realms of life. Settling and resettling within the highs and lows of escaping the emotions and thoughts of eyes the embed of the days and nights. Might the captivate haunt and daunt the follow of the wind journeying through the distant and nigh.
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