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Dec 2016
I must confess
That the sun went West,
For it is in its nature
To do so,
Just as it is in mine
To follow its path,
A wanderer wandering,
A rouge retreating
Forever into the sunset,
Always seeking,
Never finding,
Always looking,
Never seeing.
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Caitlin Cacciatore
Written by
Caitlin Cacciatore  New York City
(New York City)   
   yuki motokane
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