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My sunset
Evening comes and i am in a dazed admiring the lively orange ,splash across the canvas called the sky.
The birds made there way home to tree tops they fly.
As i look further my eyes rest upon the big ball of fire setting disappearing behind the horizon of the ocean.
It was once told of old when the sun goes down it goes to the bottom of the ocean . its great might will destroy anything in its way.
Its bright light will then turn to night then to rise again for another day.
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The birds made there way home to tree tops they fly.
As i look further my eyes rest upon the big ball of fire setting disappearing behind the horizon of the ocean.
It was once told of old when the sun goes down it goes to the bottom of the ocean . its great might will destroy anything in its way.
Its bright light will then turn to night then to rise again for another day.
© WP
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