watch the twilight draw down over the land
the dark silhouettes of trees and hills
under the violet sky of a fading sunset
I'm old and tired and finished
and I long now for nothing more
than to be drawn into that fading light
at the end of a day that had its joy and pleasures
but could not win out over the ultimate night....
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