Writing into the sunset, watching brilliant colors spread
their wings and soar across the darkening sky.
Spirits of unseen angels crossing and re-crossing over
clouds, creating pathways leading to heaven.
Feelings of beauty and it's aroma, penetrating all senses
with a florescent vision of excellence.
Reasons are darkening thoughts, clouding our minds, in this
sunsetical horizon of life.
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