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The sun sets slowly behind the Pacific.
The twilight of my life, sinking.
Inches left above the horizon
are suddenly gone
with that one last shudder,
unwilling to fall completely.
Still some light lingerse.
But that too will fade.
The twilight of my life, sinking.
Inches left above the horizon
are suddenly gone
with that one last shudder,
unwilling to fall completely.
Still some light lingerse.
But that too will fade.