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Alchemy [132] Serenade #...?

Alchemy

Trees raise their arms in praise, silhouetted by an orange glow.

I'm too slow to catch it with my camera.

A thousand sunsets come and gone and now forgotten.

I catch what I can.

Like hugs.

They're free and I'm always grateful.

At the end of many a dull day the setting fireball has turned all to gold then copper.

I watch the cooling treasure sinking into the abyss beyond the far horizon.

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