Tuesday Night Reflections

last rites
low-flying kites
laughter, high-priced perfumes
sunset, night resumes

never lose sight
sunrise trumps night
looking back, moving forward
always truth marching toward

loose sky
gettin’ high
despite what’s not here
life’s worth it, cheer!

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