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The sky is red like blood that drips from a broken heart. The borders of the clouds are squiggly red branches of an eye thats cried one too many tears. Merciless is the dawn that causes so much pain; as the cruel clouds begin to hide the bright and joyful sun - outcasting it like a society raised on hatred and intolerance. Darkness covers the earth like a cold and heavy blanket. Cold and lonely is the night.