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Dark Thoughts Collection


The day went black without warning. A storm is brewing. I can feel its violence bubbling, ready to destroy everything in its path. The wind is gathering momentum, ripping apart all what's in its wake. I taste its lust for death. Such a raging storm hasn't been seen in my hopeless monochrome world for ages.
This is my storm, birthing in my mind. You, people will be safe from it but I've to find my anchor fast or I'll be swept along not knowing where I'll end up. Perhaps a little closer to the edge. Perhaps too close this time.

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