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Touch of The Dusk

Another night with eyes on the sunset
The hues are hard to interpret

Orange, red, purple, pink
The splendor never made one blink

As the tides in the ocean ebbed
The sun in the horizon begins to set

The clouds get dark, some dogs start to bark
It's another night without your touch

Have I been asking for too much?

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