It was simply a killer. Looking at this magnificent scene where the sun set had became an old man. Slowly edging toward the other side of the world. Leaving behind a orange rosy sky. It just seem too yellow to be red... Wait, a mixture it shall be where golden was formed... Gold, what a evil thing and colour, it was hard to believe the facts that it actually happened. Gold… This colour which had only left behind sad memories… I could not help when tears streamed down my face as I recalled the event that had led to this day. This day where I had made this decision... with the consequence of being left alone... as lonely as this big tree...
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