
The day
Dusk betrays the day, /
turns light into sour moments /
left cold for the stars.
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#dusk #stars #cold #day #light #moments #haiku #photo #poem #poetry #davidebooker #oldnorthknoxville #december #saturday #2021 #121821

The day
Dusk betrays the day, /
turns light into sour moments /
left cold for the stars.
.
.
#dusk #stars #cold #day #light #moments #haiku #photo #poem #poetry #davidebooker #oldnorthknoxville #december #saturday #2021 #121821
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