In twilight's hush, the sun did wane,
A crimson orb fading pain,
Upon the horizon's edge it bled,
A portent of the night ahead.
The world was weary, hearts were sore,
The weight of life bore down the core,
In restless slumber, dreams were fraught,
With visions of all that life had taught.
But through the shroud of...
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