Sunsets


As days draw to a close, you pick up an axe and cut off the moments loose

One by one, minutes drop dead, the Sun begins to melt into the horizon

An embrace witnessed by the world, a union everyone looks forward to

Surviving another day, comforting blanket of the night welcomed

Scatter across, hide, withdraw from company, it is a cue

A beautiful reminder that every day shall come to pass, no matter how hard, no matter how happy.

Sunsets.

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