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How beautiful the setting sun, Its ruddy ray Still strives to light the dying day. An air of quiet finality... Of time slipping away from me.... Yet... for a while, I feel at one And 'Timeless' as the setting sun.
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Feb 14, 2010
Feb 14, 2010 at 3:17 PM UTC
The Setting Sun
How beautiful the setting sun, Its ruddy ray Still strives to light the dying day. An air of quiet finality... Of time slipping away from me.... Yet... for a while, I feel at one And 'Timeless' as the setting sun.
Copyright © John Tucker June 2009 All rights reserved
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Feb 14, 2010 at 3:17 PM UTC
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