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The last time I saw her was red. The sky was like soup, boiling and stirring. In some places, it was burned. There were black crumbs, and pepper, streaked across the redness.

Markus Zusak

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Markus Zusak
Age: 49
Born: 1975
Born: January 1
Novelist
Writer
Sydney
NSW
Like
Sky
Pepper
Across
Peppers
Places
Crumbs
Saws
Boiling
Lasts
Stirring
Last
Soup
Black
Burned
Redness
Time
Red
Streaked

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