This is my sunset
the one I spoke of
splashed with every color
my soul has to give
Now is the time
to flood the sky
with all I have in me
silenced for so long
the written word
still silent, in its way
more intimate for me
one voice, my voice
my book of life
moments low to high
while diamonds fill the trees
from the sun's last hoorah
and the last bird sings
its lullaby
This is my sunset
the essence of me
painted across the sky
a place with no fences
no boundaries
before all goes
hushed
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