In the evening redness of the sky on a hot summer evening the world just feels bleak. The macrocosm is chaotic. The labyrinth one meanders never seems to end. A being encapsulated by bewilderment of their own existence cannot be calmed by the cool breezes and the evening sky that come by after a seemingly never ending day of hot summer. It soothes the skin, sure, it was burning earlier. However, it only makes the scenery more jarring. The day went by...the evening is here...soon the night arrives . Through it all an echo thunders, 'it will never change'.
Yet another robust voice resonates,' its all in vain for you are but a mere speck in this ever expanding totality' . This is how all days shall pass with the being captured by its own mind maneuvered by infiltration as it ultimatel lets the poison take over . Thus the being stays there, stuck in the redness of evenings , day after day, unable to depart from the labyrinth.
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