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I look at the red sun setting, as night creeps slowly in, Is this the final ending? Or is this where I begin? On the brink the whole world teeters, a fall will lose it all, But a leap to fly forever! And how the sky does call, Eternity to shatter, and the day it will subside, We are on the edge together, here where our fates collide, One to stand in ruins, an illusion lost in the night, One to jump in darkness, and turn a plummet into flight. But the dawn that follows evening, remembers all to well, The emptiness, the losses, a red sun to rise in Hell. JHenry
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Jul 13, 2022
Jul 13, 2022 at 10:28 AM UTC
The Edge of Evening
I look at the red sun setting, as night creeps slowly in, Is this the final ending? Or is this where I begin? On the brink the whole world teeters, a fall will lose it all, But a leap to fly forever! And how the sky does call, Eternity to shatter, and the day it will subside, We are on the edge together, here where our fates collide, One to stand in ruins, an illusion lost in the night, One to jump in darkness, and turn a plummet into flight. But the dawn that follows evening, remembers all to well, The emptiness, the losses, a red sun to rise in Hell. JHenry
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50/F/Pennsylvania
Jul 13, 2022
Jul 13, 2022 at 10:28 AM UTC
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