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storm

Low clouds loom, dooming twilight into gloom, dusk into the blackness of a hidden-moon nocturnal tomb. Garish winds grow more incessant, effervescent, iridescent; raging, though irrelevant as I insist on lingering, beneath the skies that ravage me; notwithstanding tendencies to … Continue reading

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