The Sunset Mirror
The Sunset Mirror and it's final glory
Yells of yellow, pink and orange
Stained forever in memories
It recognizes us in passing
We embrace it in our dreams
It wants our eyes to zoom to the center
When the hope of enlightenment begins to glow
Never an answer, always more questions
What a strange friend
I put my head down for a second
And it's gone
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