as it does during the day;
when the sun has just set
and the darkness flows
towards everything it wants to own
The comforting weight
of the dim air pushes
through our thoughts
I don't need sunrises
to paint the sky
with bruised colours
nor do I need the light
to find myself
I need this silence
the dusk brings us
It is the only thing
my mind can grasp
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