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What I see
I can see it's twilight and the sun is setting on the left, already crimson in color. A young man raising smoke while enjoying the evening.
*What I feel
I feel and kind of peace and relief. The soothing feeling the cold evening breeze brings along and the rest it promises.
When a new day is born,
It ushers in promises of love and plenty.
But like the placenta that trails after childbirth,
It drags out a mass load of hustles and struggles,
While the fiery kingly sun showcases it strength on th vast world.
Light as bright as day,
And the heat as hot noon.
But like anger in the hearts of prudent men,
It quiets down like a smoldering fire.
As the gulls return to their nest,
And the cattle return from pasture,
So the crimson sun dive in to it watery abode.
Leaving the world dimly lit and sweet,
The evening shadows clothing the vast space,
And the evening breeze caressing the scorched earth.