The week dwindles
Into a lavender evening,
I sigh watching the sun
Melt into the distant horizon
In a spark of crimson,
Tugging the lights away
Past the jagged treetops
Now sparkling with stars
Gracing the skies above me
And the streets around me...
Somehow, in this setting,
My past sorrows fade away,
And future fears halt, forgetting
To trouble my frantic heart
Which is now lost impossibly
Within this curious crossroad
Between day and night,
Hypnotised by the transitions
In time and space and what's real...
For once, this reality seems nice.
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