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Der Schrei.

"I was out walking with two friends -

the sun began to set -

suddenly the sky turned blood-red -

I paused, feeling exhausted, and leaned on a fence -

there was blood and tongues of fire above the blue-

black fjord and the city -

my friends walked on, and there I still stood, trembling with fear -

and I sensed an endless scream passing through nature."

Edvard Munch