SuperRare

In the evening golden hour, / Dust motes dance in the light. / The sunshine is a gentle hand - / Touching your skin, soft and slight. // When the air itself glows / It's easy to forget your plight. / So let go of your held breath / and feel the day fade quietly to night.

In the evening golden hour, / Dust motes dance in the light. / The sunshine is a gentle hand - / Touching your skin, soft and slight. // When the air itself glows / It's easy to forget your plight. / So let go of your held breath / and feel the day fade quietly to night.
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