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Dawn To Dusk

DAWN TO DUSK

Sun's inks show in the East
Sun's inks grow, rousing beast.
Sun's inks glow, fun and feast, high plighting of love!

Sun sinks slow, first is least up above!

Sun sinks low, in the West.
Sun sinks, so, for the best,

Sun's inks go, wry behest, sigh, blighting of love!
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Ayatullah Nurjati 13 October 2021

Nice Work!

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