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Motors are humming into a silent dawn. My head resting quietly onto glass of magnificent machine, that is carrying us over terrain unknown. Eyes slowly opening, watching horizon grow into a mixture of colours. Ranging from light blue, and encompassing into 2 rings, one bigger with a darker blood red and another smaller one of yellow with a slow transformation with addition of a green shade which…
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