POST_322 THE DUSK
The SUN Dips Down at the "HORIZON"
The Birds Begin to fly back to their Nests
The Flowers Droop Down
The CRICKETS Snuggle Down
The "BUSTLE" Of The Day
Slowly Fades Away
The "SUBTLE SILENCE" Envelops it All
It's The "Beginning of NIGHT FALL"
Every thing Is Shrouded by the "Still Darkness" of the Quiet Night
Nothing is in "Sight"
Children's Laughter die down
Back to their "Smug Warm Beds"
They Look Forward to "TASTE
The BROWN TOAST"
The BROWN TOAST"
The Next day of the" SUN
SHINING BRIGHT MORN"
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