I have always loved a sunset more than a sunrise. I love how the sun is not in it's full glory, and becomes subtle, almost delicate as it settles itself behind the water, afraid to hurt it. I love how the sky turns a soft shade of pink with little golden hues like an artist's careless stroke. Maybe it's the pessimist inside me that likes to watch the sun; something that resembles happiness go down or maybe it's the nyctophile in me that will finally see the darkness.
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