As I gaze at the sinking sun I send with it all my uncertainties, my fears and my insecurities.
The brilliant colours wash away the daylight and with it all of my fears and problems of the day.
The great yellow ball of the sun is gone in a blink of an eye and darkness falls
A time for rest, rejuvenation and a clearing of the mind for a brighter new tomorrow.
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