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Brightly shines in afternoon.

The grey, blue sky it dances forth,

Eternally vast, its path a torch.

Bring the gentle dreams of love 

Horizons orange and red above.

Sleeping through the lasting dawn.

The sun tells secrets, stars become.

 But dust in open black thereof. 

Falling, dying in grasps of love.

My hand you hold, as nature held.

In peaceful sanctuary of the old.