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  • Writer's pictureSophie

Day 229

The sun sets in a golden glow

The day slips away, it's time to go

But as the sky turns to night

The stars shine bright

Oh what a sight

The moon rises far above

As gentle as a flying dove

The world around is quiet and still

A moment of grace, a moment to fill

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