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Twilight shadows gather in an empty park, to celebrate the close of day usher in the dark. They run around and chase each other whispers on the ground one last game of hide and seek before they can't be found They relish dusk until our star finally bows its head. Then in a rush the park's hush-hush til dawn gets out of bed
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Aug 9, 2018
Aug 9, 2018 at 6:37 AM UTC
Shadow Play
Twilight shadows gather in an empty park, to celebrate the close of day usher in the dark. They run around and chase each other whispers on the ground one last game of hide and seek before they can't be found They relish dusk until our star finally bows its head. Then in a rush the park's hush-hush til dawn gets out of bed
I've always believed in shadow monsters. Inspired by the immortal Michaelangelo's Dusk and Dawn sculpture in the Medici mausoleum.
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Aug 9, 2018
Aug 9, 2018 at 6:37 AM UTC
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