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Orange Moon, Red Sun

I look up at the sky
The moon is on my left side, orange like a tangerine.
The sun is to my right, red as blood
what is happening?
where is everyone one?
is it the rapture?
is it time to go?
I feel myself being lifted slowly into the sky.
I'm flying.
I feel the wind in my face as I catch speed.
Then everything goes white.
"Welcome", I hear...



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