Never trust a liar. Even though they will always trust themselves.

Evening Blush

The sky tonight is blended perfection
Nadir, a dense and dull magenta
Transitioning to yellow
And ochre and to muted deep blues.

A haze of grey drifts into a flat dark
That will become an inky black zenith
As the sun passes behind the horizon
So far that its light is no longer
A warming glaze



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