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With soft pinks and oranges and purples a sunset is so pretty Whenever one is exceptional People will stop and stare. "Wow!" They go. "It's stunning!" They'll drop what they're doing to go admire it. But sunsets fade. They always fade to black. Yet somehow in their fleeting glory, everybody loves a sunset I think someday I'd like to be a sunset.
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May 30, 2016
May 30, 2016 at 1:53 PM UTC
Pretty
With soft pinks and oranges and purples a sunset is so pretty Whenever one is exceptional People will stop and stare. "Wow!" They go. "It's stunning!" They'll drop what they're doing to go admire it. But sunsets fade. They always fade to black. Yet somehow in their fleeting glory, everybody loves a sunset I think someday I'd like to be a sunset.
Wrote this in like 10 minutes during the previously mentioned coffehouse thing at my school (see Inspiration?) There was this really pretty sunset and everyone actually just ignored the next singing group and went outside to look at it I tried to get inspired from it It worked
lila-valentine
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May 30, 2016
May 30, 2016 at 1:53 PM UTC
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