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Tint Jan 2020
You are an art, full
a wonderful maze

The corners I'll paint
with this mischievous lips

How do I keep calm
when your sunset left a spark

And I can see your eyes
through this water paradise

May you be the storm, but
won't be fearing me to drown

The blazes amazed me
but I will never frown

To lose myself in yours
till the end of time
The red sunset is not a sin.

— The End —