Sunset
Behold the city!
The towering edifices
proud, as the light comes,
the colours of the day rolled into one
condensed,
reduced
The buildings are alive,
the shops, the houses, the markets, the squares
Their details exquisite in orange lights
The shadows draw long
The production closes
Applause
The lights dim
The colours fade
The darkness comes
Night.
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