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Let's Watch the Sunset
Work, a hungry lion, devoured your time And left your self-esteem slashed, your life drained. This fierce brute with claws dripping blood and slime Ripped through your day, its grip over you reigned. Frustration sets his throne on our worn souls As we prepare and eat an evening meal. Daily the beast waits behind our set goals, Claws tear our will; the blood spilt is our zeal. So, dear, let's sit on the back steps and rest. Push your fragrant soft hair against my face. Let my arms embrace you, as we face west And watch the sun finish its daily race. Its wondrous rays warm the earth and our hearts. Its hues soothe the clouds and our inmost parts. -William
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