Sunset

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I sit out on the porch to watch the sunset

The way that the wind ruffles my hair as it does the blossoms 

The way that the sky is painted a mirage of colors

Feels all too surreal

But then everything fades

As much I wish I could dim along with the sunlight

I remind myself that I'm real

That I have to go back inside

And live


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