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Sunsets
The smell of cinanmon
In the air
There is mystery rising
I love his settled soul
As I look into his eyes
The sunsets!
Posing just for you
In this sentiment
We wear our boots
With our hats
And so vonorably
Say Aaaah!
And foreign music
Centres the room
With joy
And serenating us
With orchids
As the sunsets!
As the sunsets
We travel into space
And weave our thoughts
Into freedom!
In the air
There is mystery rising
I love his settled soul
As I look into his eyes
The sunsets!
Posing just for you
In this sentiment
We wear our boots
With our hats
And so vonorably
Say Aaaah!
And foreign music
Centres the room
With joy
And serenating us
With orchids
As the sunsets!
As the sunsets
We travel into space
And weave our thoughts
Into freedom!
Published 26th Jan 2024
Author's Note
As the sunsets is a poem about thinking of freedom with the people you love!
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