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I see the red withdraw behind the green.
On the night sky stars fade
into clouds. Blacker than night
- colder than blue.
I walk the streets in town of vanity.
The storm is rising; color my sky.
I wait for its rage; eyes wide open. From the
town of gray to forests of green.
Color of my sky. The storm is
rising; color my sky. I stare at its rage;
eyes wide open. From the
soil of gray to snow of white.
From ashes of gray to sun of red.
Color of my sky.