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Slowly, drops the ball, as the shadows continue to fall. A stark and solemn lonely cry, two hearts that are about to die. Of the lives once again lost, such an unimaginable cost. Souls left unraisable, because of eyes that were glazed. Their last chance is fleeting, as the reaper is retreating. The memories fading fast, all fallen from the past. Deep into the dark of night, never to see the light.......
the black background with red text makes it ten time darker
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