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Pink Night

Twilight has a blowsy face.
A rubicund burned horizon.
The euphoric pink sight
seeps into my mind.
The primal color of yearn.
The sun's fuschia blood.
Behold the garden of night.
Patiently waiting black buds
with wombs of starlight.
Written by deliabear (Debbie)
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Author's Note
Tonight's sunset.
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