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Sunsets Have Eyes
I am a sunset behind clouds
Not yet seen or found
I am a sunset behind the night
Hidden from all not right
I am a sunset struggling to shine
Behind storm clouds at five
I am a sunset falling beneath the earth
Waking up to sunrise hurt
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Sunsets.
When our weary day is nearly done,
And we observe the setting sun,
Where colors of God's pallet are arrayed,
What
They merge together, the darkness and the light,
In a dance of colors, resulting in a cascade of sight.
With all the colors
by Jo Woodnutt
The blood-red seeps into the blue,
And drips across the sky.
Shining with life, and death
The sun that was born to die.
Every
Red is the Sun
I run up the sandy shore,
My day at the beach spent.
At the hilltop sits a young woman,
The book at
by Edward Earl
The horizon awash with prisms of color,
An orgasm of brilliant hues;
Reds and blues give way to the other,
The azure
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