" Come fast, come fast, get your camera! " Someone shouts. I turn. The sky is erupting, so it seems. Celestial streams of light reach outward like spindle fingers out of a cotton-candy lump of clouds that look almost edible. Slowly, the sun begins to surface. Streaking the heavens in shades of red-orange, pink and shooting through the blue clouds, setting them on fire. On low exposure, it looks a miracle. In real life, you just stop and stare. " Appreciate the sunrise " and so we must.
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