The heavens above are dressed in flames of orange and pinkish hue
as the setting sun makes its course the end now due
until the morrow
whence it begins its
eternal dance yet once
more
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Sun aflame
PoetryI described a sunset to a friend of mine after witnessing one of the weirdest things ever. The sun in the sky was pink, I could see it with my naked eye, and the sky was a dull grey. It was captivating. Then the sun slowly began to fade, from the bo...
