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Mar 2018
I've always had this strange infatuation with sunsets .
I felt like we were never worthy of witnessing such beauty, I still believe this .
But earlier this evening at around 5:44 the sky was transformed into what can only be described as a vision of heaven .
I saw wisps of light similar to the ones people say they see in solar eclipses and once again I was in awe of the planet .
Sunsets are one of those things where a photo doesn't capture it completely , there's something so innocent yet magical about the way the sky looks.
Maybe this is all a complete romanticism of this very mundane thing .
im such a ******* romanticist .
Written by
Hurricane  18/F/England
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