the flame come over me like a wave of fear
the sun looks amazing its so red its as if someone spilt blood on it. the though of the fire consumes my imagination just as the fire it self consumes the open brush. but at the same time i feel for all the people that it has effected you strive all your life for a home, a place for your family to live and in an instant its an inferno of flame and
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