Powder red sunsets,
Soft radiant greens,
the lush of summer,
Slowly their fade begins.
A vibrant color storm
Ignites a powder red sky.
We can know then,
The skies paint our dusk,
Hearts and soul alive,
We only know the truth
Is our own kaleidoscope.
Here I will focus the writing on poetry and commentary.
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Powder red sunsets,
Soft radiant greens,
the lush of summer,
Slowly their fade begins.
A vibrant color storm
Ignites a powder red sky.
We can know then,
The skies paint our dusk,
Hearts and soul alive,
We only know the truth
Is our own kaleidoscope.
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