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nightfall's caress softly shifts over time
'twas all the shades and shapes i used to eye
and naively wonders if it gets tired
tailing everyone worst thing one took a ride
how the fun in the race as the moon chase
knocks us in a trance as we blow off the lid
how a sight tames train of thoughts in mind
and unwraps the secrecy we eagerly tried to hide.
-alirhio
