The sun dips low, it doesn't raise. It paints the clouds with patient grace. You've carried burdens far too long. Now lay them down where you belong. No name, no role, no need to be anything but peacefully free. Upon your skin, let the day release within. Breathe in the calm, let time unwind. Leave all your shadows far behind. In this golden hour, soft and white. The world and I just, goodbye.
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