“I saw her. She had always been beautiful, but today she’s especially pretty under the scarlet sky. I want to hold her, to tell her I loved her, that I didn’t want to see her cry, that I didn’t want to let her go, to say I’m sorry for… I saw her. Underneath the scarlet sky.”
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