Sunset

by Yuree

Published September 5, 2026

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The end of new beginning, the test of life too winning

It mend the few believing, that sets the path I'm seeking

It send a view for the living, a treasure I have for keeping

A sunset knew the meaning, but keeps me awake form sleeping.

Even the end of days are beautiful, it even creates a picture to visit it

Not every ends are disputable, but it made us grew to live with it

Not every ends are suitable, we have to find a piece that isn't fit

But every end is inevitable, "the sunset is beautiful isn't it?"

It still shine until the very end, to the scar of me a wound I'll tend

It underline the fate that should'nt bend, its the destiny It could befriend

The bitter wine and sweatend blend, creates the feeling of life content

It intertwine the seasoned end, the sun is setting then the moon is sent.

This golden sea that means good bye,

the every end that made us cry

I seek this hope then pray before my try

But in the end will I win? Or will I die?

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Yuree