Poem #59// Dusk

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My favorite time to walk
Is at the time of dusk
When the sky's no longer blue
But cast in orange and purple hues.
When the sky is still seen as light
As the sun retreats in hiding.
I feel alone at this time,
Like the world belongs to me
And I too, belong to her.
//a.k.

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