When the the Sun goes down for the day
Beautiful ray kissing all over horizon
Waves reverses - -everything goes in their bay,
In this beautiful life of tray.
Count my number, count by time, countless nature's of lives
Captured in this moment of time,
Far beyond, further beyondness, life has no boundaries in his horizon.
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