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The Unequal Distribution Of Sunset


The spires take a patchwork of blonds, 
The pavements, a not-so-shiny copper,
To the harbour go a few drops of bronze,  
Even clouds get but a listless amber,

Though when long day is growing old, 
The sun, parting, never forgets to rain 
On you, on no other, a splurge of gold. 

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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Date: 5/1/2019 8:14:00 PM
Splendid and romantic! Lovely done. x
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Bernard Chan
Date: 5/2/2019 6:18:00 AM
Thank you, Maureen. You're a blessing :)