A sunset poem

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Each sunset is a different story,

A different feelings, a different memory

Sometimes the orange reflects off the blue,

Sometimes the red paints a burning hue.

One reminds me of a memory distant,

The other brims my anger in an instant.

First come sadness, second comes joy

Third comes fire, the fourth is a decoy.

Round and round, forward and backward

Through thick and thin, my life goes onward,

But my spirit is stuck in each sunset I witness,

For sunset tell me that changes needn't be a mess.

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