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Solstice Dawn on the Metro
Solstice Dawn on the Metro
The Sun still hidden
The thinnest band of red emerges
The deepest darkest red
Almost black
Crimson
Blood
None of those describes it right
It’s primordial
Primeval
The whole world reborn
For another year
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I would believe only in a God that knows how to Dance.
Friedrich Nietzsche
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