#BlogBattle: Dusk

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That purple glow of evening where

the light of day holds on with an iron grip

Before dying into twilight

where it is neither day or night.

That moment when the world holds its breath

Where lovers wait to kiss under moonlight

For others, it is the dying of the light

Alone, the night too long.

Wishing, hoping, they will find someone to kiss

To hold through the dark hours.

Dusk, that romantic moment

when you leap without thinking

propose to the wrong girl.

That purple glow like the full moon

can addle the mind.

It also holds great moments of magic

where you feel life was meant for you alone

You could leap tall buildings, tackle

Einstein’s equations, fly like Icarus.

If you fall under the spell of that purple hue

hold on to it…

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