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Dawn's rose is melting from an old frost moon. Agony under agony, the quiet of dust and a beautiful woman is talking to the skylines. Desolate is rhe woman's cry as her beautious mouth and her eyelids flutter. She cries wordless to the scaly stars amongst conifers in rainy twilight and a star of blood drops on the fat leaf.
Close up of a large red rose, bleeding red liquid drops and covered in dew drops, with frosty white thorns, growing in a misty evergreen forest at dawn. The red bleeding drops mix with the dew drops and reflect the moonlit scene. The rose has large green leaves which are also covered in frost