Without My Priceless Beloved Comments

The Sun outside was flaming; blistering into infinite shades of grandiloquent crimson as the clouds drifted by,
Yet the interiors of my dwelling were engulfed by a perpetual darkness; the most minuscule shimmer irrevocably refusing to enter; without my priceless beloved.

The trees outside swayed exuberantly; as the vivaciously exotic storm descended full throttle upon the dolorously gloomy atmosphere,
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