When the Sky Whispers with Colors of the Dying Light

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The sun dips low, a fiery blaze,
Painting the horizon in golden haze.
Shadows stretch long, the day bids adieu,
In this moment, the world feels anew.

Colors dance with gentle grace,
Orange and pink, in a warm embrace.
The ocean reflects the sky’s gentle sigh,
As the sun whispers a soft goodbye.

Stars awake as the light starts to fade,
Night’s velvet curtain slowly laid.
The silence speaks in hues so bright,
A symphony played in fading light.

As darkness claims the sun’s retreat,
Dreams unfold where day and night meet.
The sunset’s glow, a fleeting treasure,
A timeless dance of endless pleasure.

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