While I watch the sunset
I Sit on a soft green summer plain I watch the perfect picturesque sunset with fiery florescent colors.
The rambunctious color Of Red rotates around the suns head .
It opens it’s eyes shining out the hyper halo of the young minded Color of yellow. It then lets the virtuous vivacious color of violet sink into its shimmering smile that covers half a mile that’s covered with the precious perfect color called pink. But the Sun and all it’s colors fade leaving me in darkness all alone and afraid but then I Look up in the Cold Calming dark night sky after the Suns Shining had subsided The white Whimsical stars Of the night had formed glorious Glimmering golden Stairs That guided me to the place where the words Love Thy Neighbor once shined so bright for this whole human race.
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