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Another Sunset Over The City
The old railway bridge sits halfway up a hill,
No longer a train track, but a nature walk,
Nestled in between houses and shops,
With a garage in the arches below.
From the bridge, one can see the city sights,
The office blocks in the distance,
Hills and marshland further on.
A palace to the left.
The sun sets over the city,
Painting the sky a myriad of colours.
Shades of light that ebb away as evening falls,
Another sunset over the city.
No longer a train track, but a nature walk,
Nestled in between houses and shops,
With a garage in the arches below.
From the bridge, one can see the city sights,
The office blocks in the distance,
Hills and marshland further on.
A palace to the left.
The sun sets over the city,
Painting the sky a myriad of colours.
Shades of light that ebb away as evening falls,
Another sunset over the city.
Published 25th Mar 2019
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28th Mar 2019 1:10am
This is lovely paying attention. Almost as though you are describing a painting
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