The Sunset’s Whisper: A Tale of Golden Dreams Descending

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Upon the horizon, the sun gently bows,
Painting the sky with crimson and gold,
Whispering secrets only night knows,
As daylight’s story softly unfolds.

The ocean mirrors the fiery glow,
Waves dance with a luminous grace,
A symphony of colors begins to flow,
Embracing the night’s gentle embrace.

Shadows stretch on the sandy shore,
Echoing the sun’s fading light,
As dreams awaken, yearning for more,
In the tender arms of approaching night.

Stars appear, guardians of the dusk,
Holding the sky in their celestial song,
While the sun sleeps in a velvet husk,
Until dawn brings its return along.

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