Whispering Hues of the Dying Sun

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As the sun dips low in the evening sky,
It whispers secrets to the clouds on high.
The horizon blazes with a fiery hue,
Painting dreams in shades of red and blue.

Shadows stretch as daylight fades,
Nature’s canvas in golden glades.
The world pauses in a tranquil sigh,
As twilight claims the day goodbye.

Birds sing their final serenade,
To the sun’s last, gentle cascade.
The air is filled with a tender glow,
As night prepares its starry show.

In this moment, peace is found,
As the sun sinks into the ground.
A promise of a new dawn’s light,
Hidden in the heart of the night.

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