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Evenings Expressions Evening is near on a sultry, warm night A giant ball of fire dies behind a hill While natures artist goes to work And leaves a palette of colors Portraying an expression of sadness As its painting fades away into a blanket of sadness. |
Additional Notes:
I actually don't remember writing this one but
I think it was one night when I woke up in the middle of the night.
So I hope you do like it.
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