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Jun 2019
Lushing out my way to try
And then my eyes meet the sky
The sun just set
Creating a canvass of purple and red
Above is getting darker
While city lights begin to blunder
Birds are heading home
Old and young begins to sing a song
Of endless hope
For a brighter tomorrow.
mascatics
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