356 days a sunset. 

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What would you do,

on an evening,

when a dreary thought crosses your mind?

You see,

the homeward bound flocks

against the golden rust turning blue,

You feel,

everyone is in motion, but you.

There is a moment of plain stillness,

when the heavy air engulfs you whole,

and all you hear is white noise.

Would you,

breakaway and run, out in the world,

or hide, in the silhouettes of the twilight?

356 days a sunset, and again. 

When you start to,

question the very necessity of your existence,

gather meanings, from every action.

When you

think of your own failures,

and wonder, how the day has passed by,

without a single win.

Would you

put all your energy, in desperation,

to the last few hours of the day?

Or

would you,

think of a fresh start,

with the warm rising sun?

How would you,

convince yourself?

when you are not convinced.

What would you do,

on an evening,

when the sun is down

and not a single star in sight.

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