Sunset

As daylight fades, a golden flame,

The sunset whispers a soft, sweet name.

Horizon drips in a crimson glow,

Painted in fire, as moments slow.

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A river of lavender spills in the sky,

Clouds drift like dreams as the hours pass by.

The world exhales in a calm, sweet sigh,

Beneath the twilight, our spirits can fly.

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The last rays linger, a delicate fire,

Whispering hope as they climb ever higher.

Promises soft as the evening air,

That tomorrow will bloom, bright and fair.

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In the hush of dusk, we pause, we dream,

Under the sunset’s spell, we feel the gleam.

A quiet beauty, a gentle art,

The sunset lives in every heart.