Tonight.
I looked outside of the window and saw beautiful blocks of shadows coated on grey houses. Crimson sky fell down in grace. The infinity of the night scares and excites me. It could swallow my tiny body and mind, or lift me up high enough to blend with the dark. I don't want to be aroused. I would close my eyes and let it be. I'd be one of the house coated with shadows. Or I'd be a crimson spot on the ground running through dirt, spreading widely in silence. How could the sky be so beautiful at night and yet so few people enjoy it?
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