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Dusk
In the darkness it was a shadow
Highlighted by the edges of the rising sun
Where in-between it began to gleam
As the son stuck its fingers through the seams
With her eyes on
The horizon
Watching
The dusk of the night
Meeting
The don of the day
And with its light
It ended twilight
Oh Maddened Mind Of Mine
Saturday 30th September 2017 11:14 am
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