Natural Light

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The dying sun’s orange light
Soaking you and I with delight
Big and Bright as the sphere gaits
Down, down in the western states

Lazily the sun creeps out of sight
Shadows succeed the previous light
But luminosity twinkles in the gloom
Hailing nights new master, the moon.





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