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Dying Embers

The day was ending, But a window was open To a view of dying embers Ablaze on the coastal horizon. Like a canvas in motion, It captured amazement, Reaching out hypnotically Through clouds awash in fire, And across amber-mirrored beach sands To the beholder, burning its image Into the retinal lining of the soul; Like a lamp onto pier’s end, And an invitation to tomorrow.

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