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Apr 2015
The Sun leaves auburn shadows,
There's purple clouds in sight,
The evening fades down the skyline,
We lose the golden light.

Purple paints down the horizon,
The sun, not putting up a fight,
The evening's gone and this day is done,
And now it's time for night.
Daniel Thorne
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Daniel Thorne  21/M/Michigan
(21/M/Michigan)   
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