To paint a forest and a seahorse,
And the first spark of life in this place,
For you, our Last Sunset, glorious sunset
With sundowners
We greet you, always
With colours and addictions and songs and fire
To be grateful, we are grateful
Forgetful
With at least one offering in return
Between that first spark, unseen
And you, our sunset,
Heroic sunsetsolid icosahedron, coloured pencil on paper |
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