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As the lowering sun Keeps the earth's Night at bay They say Make hay Whilst the Sunshines. As the sun Disappears It displays arrays Orchestrating Colorful sprays Magnificently Closing the day... The stage is set for Final curtain calls The credits roll, We breath in Exhaling praises to The Supreme Director!
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Oct 24, 2015
Oct 24, 2015 at 11:37 AM UTC
CREPUSCULE
As the lowering sun Keeps the earth's Night at bay They say Make hay Whilst the Sunshines. As the sun Disappears It displays arrays Orchestrating Colorful sprays Magnificently Closing the day... The stage is set for Final curtain calls The credits roll, We breath in Exhaling praises to The Supreme Director!
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Oct 24, 2015
Oct 24, 2015 at 11:37 AM UTC
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