As the sun sets
It's aways the end of someting
The end is always beautiful
There are so many...
Colors and feelings
As the sun sets there's a rainbow of colors
Just like death
There's tons of colors in it
Like sad blue or loving pink or depressed gray
But the end colors always come
Come together to form something
New and Beautiful
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