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a gray fury moves, racing beneath a solid blue sky; the purest white is pasted against the endless sea above us, and it is the most beautiful thing i've ever seen. a mess of foreboding destruction passes, racing beneath a perfect painting, and it is every piece together; the gray and blue combining, the meeting of dark and light, the rain and sun mingling, that makes me want to cry. will we be this beautiful when we collide?
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Jan 12, 2016
Jan 12, 2016 at 4:07 PM UTC
shadows only exist with light
a gray fury moves, racing beneath a solid blue sky; the purest white is pasted against the endless sea above us, and it is the most beautiful thing i've ever seen. a mess of foreboding destruction passes, racing beneath a perfect painting, and it is every piece together; the gray and blue combining, the meeting of dark and light, the rain and sun mingling, that makes me want to cry. will we be this beautiful when we collide?
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Jan 12, 2016
Jan 12, 2016 at 4:07 PM UTC
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