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In the corner of my vision, I see the western sky turning orange. I sit and wonder, If this color shining down on me, will soon be shining down on you? Come back soon, I gravely miss you.
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Aug 8, 2024
Aug 8, 2024 at 3:04 PM UTC
End of the Day
In the corner of my vision, I see the western sky turning orange. I sit and wonder, If this color shining down on me, will soon be shining down on you? Come back soon, I gravely miss you.
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Aug 8, 2024
Aug 8, 2024 at 3:04 PM UTC
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