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Isabella paints in red
a rockman standing on the shore of a long-forgotten sea in half-remembered days of yore; Blood red tears fall from his eyes as the dying sunset shines on the long-forgotten sea on Zolar at the dawn of time; He has come to say 'farewell' to the lovely deep red sea, None will hear his rumbling song, for he's the last of his species; Only rocks by a blood red sea will brave explorers someday find, Teardrops shed for a long dead race by this being at dawn's time. Inspired by a finger-painting by a young girl named Isabella, which I saw hangin in her family's store at the Mall. It was all in shades of red, and I doubt she intended to put a rockman there.
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