Setting Sun Poem by Mehdi Chith

Setting Sun



By the setting sun, the trees come alive, and upon the dusk that surrounds us, will our glow start to shine, to hold a true love close, oh what a dream of mine.

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Mehdi Chith

Mehdi Chith

Liverpool, Sydney, Nsw, Australia
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