Sunday, February 2, 2020

The Terrace Comments

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Huge red-orange sun slowly recede,
Upon the sky seem to bleed;
Whispers of night, calling home,
Such sunset days rarely spent alone.
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Evelyn Judy Buehler
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Edward Kofi Louis 13 September 2020

Alone! ! Nightfall; Respecting the romance of nature. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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