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Above thy deep and dreamless sleep, the silent stars go by.
A mess of a beautiful chaos is something that I somehow am able to see. I think it is my duty to make you see it too.
The mystery of the red-orange shade: wild flowers, magma, baroque art, bazaars. Hurricanes in Jupiter. Paprika. Cinnabars.