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I look above, Perchance to See
As Fire paints the Night
Colors blending Perfectly
With the soon Approaching Twilight

Shadows begin to cross the land
Seeking out their slumber
And I Take in the Last of Day
And all there is to Wonder

As Sun sets slowly in the western Sky
Casting her Glow on my Face
She bows to the Moon with a Wink of her Eye
As he Silently takes her Place


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