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I can’t see it, because the sun is long gone and the curtains are thick like the snow covering Denali, but the sky sparkles in the distance and makes the cold night less haunted. The flames in the fireplace “dance me to the beauty” of a burning guitar …


… and the red wine intoxicates the shadows and the soul with freedom, every Northern light turns into emeralds, and I am just dreaming …

Amaranthine moments

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