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Sunset

Sunset
I saw a fine sunset
of bright citrus oranges –
of that a long wire –
and gold, harvest yellows.

I longed to not forget
how the wild color singed
the sky like a fire
when stoked by the bellows.

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By David Murphy

David Murphy writes mystery novels, poetry, and other books, including a ranking of the Sherlock Holmes stories. 
Visit his website at: www.davidlandonmurphy.com

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