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as it begins its descent
the sky becomes its canvas
its rays become the brushes
and so the sun paints the sky once more

  • chasing the moon
  • JoinedMarch 28, 2018



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poesiya. by colorsofdawn
poesiya.
n. poetry: thoughts and musings of a sad mind.
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