Sunset
The anger of the evening sky,
firey red and searing
an evening sky that drips with
purple, and cries crimson tears..
Velvet bands of blue seep into
pink clouds that burst open,
to let the liquid gold of the artist's easel
break through with rays of lavender light
the evening symphony of sunset..
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