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[aerosmithhero]

There was a burning field of grass and leaves over which we walked without hesitation, the flames barely breaching the soles of our shoes and feet as we meandered - though with definite purpose - up towards the crest of the hill silhouetted by a blanket of clouds the color of bruises against a vibrant and violent sunset. As we reached the ridge the

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[_burningflame_]

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