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In the fading sky I see your face

Behind a glare of retreating rays

My image of you no longer shielded
By the busy light of day

The first glint of star I see

Reminds me of the glimmer in your eye
I sit in silence observing

Reflections in a darkening sky

I think of how you said
To the moon and back we'll go
Then comes the harsh bright of morning
Now barely a shimmer, too faint to show

In the rising sun I lose my way
Blinded by its golden ray
My memory of you now shrouded
By the busy light of another day

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