Written 11 April 2026 for Seven by Seven Poetry Contest of Nette Onmclaud
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Shroud of Dusk The golden sun fades away As fierce orange carves its way, Soon purple light starts to bloom For violets to make room, Trees are now ghosts of the grey As shroud of dusk spreads its sway Heralding end of the day.
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