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When the Sun Sets
#WritcoPoemPrompt34
At the edge of the furthest mountain,
Between the valley and the lazy river,
Beyond the edge of the scented meadow,
I can see the hues painted by the setting sun...
The colors melting together,
To make the most loveliest of sights.
© Loaana
At the edge of the furthest mountain,
Between the valley and the lazy river,
Beyond the edge of the scented meadow,
I can see the hues painted by the setting sun...
The colors melting together,
To make the most loveliest of sights.
© Loaana
