The sky burned gold and rose, as if the day couldn’t let go without one final blaze.
The Last Light
More by taytay209
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For A While
Some people don’t stay
like mountains do.
They arrive like weather —
soft, sudden,
changing the air around you.
They sit beside you
on ordinary days
and somehow
make them glow.
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