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May 2022
I want the sun to set,
The end of the day, the cold grip met.
Not for the moonlight,
But the sun heat, I’m too weak.
I want the warmth, of a cold night.
I watched the sun rise and set at the beach, a truly unique experience.
Richard Graydon
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   Megan
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