What reasons are questionable as to the crimson skies. Should I stay, or should I go, should I flutter as a young blossoming freebird or decay myself as to sending the pain below. Dissonance and bliss, Freelance and determined destiny, the foreverness and eternity, the dog-eat-dog society.
My counterpart and interactions of wildlife society, the lessons as to which life will deter into cynical deductions. The destruction.
The beauty of harshness and the cruelty of the sword, the spear, and the hand of mankind.
Salutations.
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