The returning sunset.
How often, we remark the beauty of, the fading light. These images are nothing newer than the week in return, they place us with a harmony, in tune, the Earth is an amazing sphere of consistency. Sunsets-time in a thought; we’re where we are through the most sublime probability’s. Anointments on the surface of all things.
the bay quietly roomed to the fading sounds, partitioned with three other retired hoofers, bred and stabled fortuitous for they, the reward of their placidity. As temperamental the spoiler twofold youth, with aplomb or with cherish the a of silver screen, recourses them, why you have seen. Fed to priority, they abandon, in dwell of 500 men. Twofold complacent, as charity is the carrot my imposing breed, 500 yards, spliced by your lens.
exchanging with the light
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‘Its always about the weather!’
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the less industrious survey
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Trails quietly to where the younglings swim, as a river of deluge and perforce current.
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