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from dusk to dawn (letting go, rollin’ away (from the sun))

rollin’ away from you
i see the darker hues
of dusk, of lust appear,
inspiring
a few tears.

(my fears of loneliness
and the aching memory of)
you are setting
upon the horizon of love,
as i watch, resigned,
the twinkling of twilight above,
knowing
when i awake again
i’ll be rollin’ in
to the risin’
of a new sun.




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