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Nearly Dusk

August 22, 2013
By Anonymous

Pale leaves shimmer,
bearing fruits of green,
and the light looks yellow,
as the breeze
scuttles through my knees
and scatters the seeds.

A burning sun sinks,
as a shadow moon scrapes
a hazy horizon.
All anger is replaced
with restless longing.

I say I’ll surrender
my more noble desires
and learn to be
a passive kind-of free.

But, soon the sky'll turn red
and remind me
that life is too bloody and mean.



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