Universal Love


Oh the breathtaking view. I see a warm
sky with orange, crimson and tiny slivers of pink.
It is a sight that makes me forget all the bickering
and stress of a day that is almost full of the meaningless.
The day has ended as the sky swallows the sun. And me, I am
left in awe of the power such a view possesses, that I am able
to simply forget the problems in a weary life.

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