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The sunset;
Is a rose--- Dying in the night, Dripping and glistening blood; That blossoms into--- A pattern across the stars, A rainbow in the sky, A mix of trumpeting and chiming colors, Swirling lights that dance among the heavens, Across the horizon; Into the infinite Dusk.
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