I ran out of the house tonight to catch the sun as it slipped beyond the rivers’ bend. There is something magical about sunset on the water. The play of light and colors change so quickly that I can begin to comprehend the passage of time as tangibly observable. I am compelled to stand still and breath in the moment.
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