Recurring gift

 

With an endless greed for supremacy and will to conquer, wars have been fought.

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Sunset brought peace asking the undead to retire for the day.

On a fortunate early evening(s) when my boss left early;

 

metaphorically, the sun peeked through the curtain and wavered me peace.

 

Who would pass on such a view?
so have I walked down to celebrate the evening with orange mystic clouds and mild winds.⇓⇓⇓⇓⇓⇓⇓⇓

 

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The sun slowly induced its art in the evening by painting shades of orange and yellow all over the sky.

Every evening is a unannounced gift

where sun’s solo trip comes to an end, making its way for starry skies and the occasional moon.

I could just do one thing, ride. Ride into the madness of night with no option but to surrender.

Ofcourse, the light is best served/valued in darkness.

 

Celebrating Sunset⇓⇓

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Calling it a day!!

©Sam

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