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Feb 2021
The flash happens just as the sun passes the horizon
The moment where for us it's finished falling but for them it's just started rising
It is at it's brightest just before it alls goes black
As if it's giving out all it can in case it's never coming back
Sometimes the color changes, it goes green for a second or two
People say it's like a bright green bolt from the blue
But the sun never actually gets brighter, it's always been the same bright light
Things just seem a litte lighter when they're followed by the night
Written by
Michelle  19/F/Sweden
(19/F/Sweden)   
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