Within the nebulous smoky horizon,
Depths of soulless, silvery clouds clustered.
The formation of sorrow gradually wizen.
A tornado fabricates as if incarceration occurred.
As the glowing ray of warm, golden sunlight shines,
I sense the warmth within the stark coldness.
Drawing compelling distinctions across the lines.
As if it was paradise.
Yet, the magnetic-iron clouds growled.
Hauling the radiant energy up into the galaxy.
As if the Lord howled.
Praying for peace yet giving destruction.
I was mesmerised.
Such compelling scenery engendered my tears of joy.
As if the act was memorised.
True beauty within the devil…
The extravagant gradient explodes beneath its surface.
A masterpiece of emotions precipitates.
My eyes rejuvenated through resurface.
Shadows of nature stood against the protagonist.
Where the negativity of hell counteracts with glowing heaven.
I could never envy such an aesthetically pleasing scene.
The utter beauty of a dream at age seven.
I am glad it was a piece of heaven in hell.
— Galaxy
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