The Sunset Take the cars away, the roads, the street lamps. Take the windows and the doors of the old houses away. Take them all. Until you're left with beauty. The sunset, blazing round, lighting the sky with its orange glow. The sky, pale blue seeping into pale orange. The clouds hang like smoke, carved with ember, fire burning. The trees catch the fire and the leaves painted like a black sketch. Take the modern day away and the old with come through, and it might just be better.
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