Blue fades into black behind her.
Butterflies made of light
Dance gently in the air;
This is the difference between dusk and night,
Between magic and darkness, between one and a pair,
Because one of a kind is rare
But two of kind means you aren’t alone.
Alone, like she is, as she stands
The frayed edges of water lap at her feet,
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Blue fades into black behind her,
But each colour flows around her
As if they both serve to remind her
That between day and night, pretty as they were,
There is dusk.
Dusk, when light dances
Dusk – there’s no second chances;
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So she doesn’t blink, not even one eye,662Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5GeD8P0Vsc
she stands still and watches662Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiuQgBns6Fc
As the butterflies kiss her goodbye
And leave her,662Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjbA2BdFGtq
No longer alone - joined by stars that stand still.
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