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I ride at dusk The fresh evening air Kisses my moistened skin Shadows dance for me As I coast through the damp valley Humor abounds at dusk For the Earth experiences Lighthearted confusion Between day and night Then, as if a switch was flipped, Night wins the squabble My lights guide me safely home As I smile, filled with wonder, Visions of the magic Still glimmering in my mind I ride at dusk
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Aug 13, 2013
Aug 13, 2013 at 7:10 PM UTC
At Dusk
I ride at dusk The fresh evening air Kisses my moistened skin Shadows dance for me As I coast through the damp valley Humor abounds at dusk For the Earth experiences Lighthearted confusion Between day and night Then, as if a switch was flipped, Night wins the squabble My lights guide me safely home As I smile, filled with wonder, Visions of the magic Still glimmering in my mind I ride at dusk
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Aug 13, 2013
Aug 13, 2013 at 7:10 PM UTC
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