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Evening follows day like a stalker,
smog in it’s inevitability. -
Beams of rays flowing sharply
through my bedroom window
pointing, stabbing, striking -
The sun rises in the west,
and sets in the east, -
by EternallyEternity 12 lines, 4 comments, on May 1 7:13 PM 2008. In Nature, Thoughts, dusk, descriptive
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Thin marbled rock, with jagged points
Drawing thin red lines on the horizon. -
Perched on a windshaken, rolling green hill, To the north, many vast emerald wedges in the earth -
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