Lifespan
The sunset and the yonder
Or speaks I wish I ponder,
under the looking glass is always half full.
To the light the bends with spectrum,
O’er the shadows that fall to the ground,
And dwells the indigo blue skies,
Into the deep horizons fold far over the lull.
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