Setting Sun
Birth of the morning
Glimmering dawns
Only last so long
Growing higher up
Transforming to a sun
Dipping farther down
They form into a crown
Echoing of colors
Then they slip
Fade away
Stars' silent mourning
Shining for the dead being's glory
And then comes anew
A softened morning blue
Dawn, life again
MythicalYoko....
Glowing, what can I say?
I'm always thinking of you....
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