April 18, 2010
Red and yellow come together to glare like the fire
The wind speeds past me
An assembly of goose bumps appears
On my bitter arms
The last bit of the sun stares at me,
Piercing my eyes
with that blazing yellow shine
I watch the blue and purple collide
Into one, united
And then I come back to warmth
I feel as if,
This is the place where
I find myself
In a world of wonders

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