Fiery orange, deathly
beige! Desert Sunset!
Life is fading, to the
blackest dusk!
Ahead a fish-eagle still flies!
As the Sun Thirsty, Does
all too suddenly, hungrily
Set!
And yet, the night breeze, I sensed, it became a hurricane in the morning, my dream, in it as though truth itself, is to know that night breeze, as though in romance- to romance the mystery of the hidden truth. For I love the night breeze, which so few yet can sense.
Fiery orange, deathly
beige! Desert Sunset!
Life is fading, to the
blackest dusk!
Ahead a fish-eagle still flies!
As the Sun Thirsty, Does
all too suddenly, hungrily
Set!
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