this Light in the mirror, its sheen glows with each day brighter and brighter, more flourescent whith each glance, it never fades it never goes away that Vermilion lights source, a gleam in a battered furnace of ashes and coal. Broken only once by the fires wrath to be reinstated in its death to glow only more brightly than it ever did. Burning
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