Bright and shinning,
Autumn breeze,
Warm yellow sunshine,
Touches and leaves,
As the sunshine,
Tinges and turns to red,
Setting the clouds,
And turning them black,
As the burning ball
of fire,
Descends below horizon,
For darkness to spread,
Slowly covering,
Like a blanket,
Falling below,
The world,
Underneath.
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