In the quiet hour as the day departs,
Golden fingers reach through hearts.
Last rays of sunlight, soft and warm,
Painting memories, gentle charm.
Across the fields where dreams reside,
Whispered secrets, nowhere to hide.
Each beam a sigh, a tender kiss,
Moments cherished, reminisced.
Shadows lengthen, time slips away,
Embracing dusk, in tranquil sway.
Colors fade, the world in repose,
Night unfolds, where dreams compose.
Yet in those final rays of light,
A promise whispered, soft and true,
Of dawn's embrace, born anew.
So as the sun bids adieu to the day,
We find peace in life's eternal dance.
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Isra
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