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Observing the crossover from day to night |
| A single star, shimmering Shines dimly in the coming dark. Crickets, chirping Sing their unceasing evening song. Mosquitoes, buzzing Routinely ruin the perfection. The breeze, cool Gently brushes past my face. Headlights, blinding Puncture the darkness like a knife. The fountain, illuminated Perpetually patters against the lake. Neighbors, passing Appreciate the cool relief of night. Twilight, breathing Teems with beauty, magic, life. |