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The current of clouds flowed above in a stream of darkness on top of the deep violet vignette's of sky. In opposition of this, a defiant sickle of moonlight joined the scattered street lamps. Their small chorus of light illuminated the early morning for the wanderers . It is a quiet time, before the Sun gives breathe to life. Before dawn, serenity walks all the winding ways. Eternity lives within these moments.
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Apr 7, 2021
Apr 7, 2021 at 3:54 PM UTC
Before Dawn
The current of clouds flowed above in a stream of darkness on top of the deep violet vignette's of sky. In opposition of this, a defiant sickle of moonlight joined the scattered street lamps. Their small chorus of light illuminated the early morning for the wanderers . It is a quiet time, before the Sun gives breathe to life. Before dawn, serenity walks all the winding ways. Eternity lives within these moments.
devin-ortiz
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Apr 7, 2021
Apr 7, 2021 at 3:54 PM UTC
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