Reds

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366@40 Day 196 171111

A power of nature,
The light,
Glory of the dark,
The night.

The sky on fire,
This day,
Glory of the colour,
This way.

Red in the clouds,
So bright,
Reflect in the water,
So right.

The sky in morn,
Now red,
Or the last light,
Now bed.


 
 
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