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2005-11-02 16:25:18 ET Sunset on an autumn day mocking, mourning longing, yearning leaving us cold, dark and alone remembering what was back then. Sunset in the clouds on a cold autumn evening chills to the bone glare off glass sun off stone to look into it blinds but it stares us in the face reminding us of what we've lost what we're loosing Red and purple clouds wind-swept autumn night seems the sun has cleared away all that was left of all that was right. |
