The wind of shrill west rides
On the scarlet waves of sunset,
The sun sinks into the edges
Of the horizon in a soft silhouette,
The longing for the unknown
Mysterious, amorphous, gorgeous
Springs from the wings of Pegasus.
By
The wind of shrill west rides
On the scarlet waves of sunset,
The sun sinks into the edges
Of the horizon in a soft silhouette,
The longing for the unknown
Mysterious, amorphous, gorgeous
Springs from the wings of Pegasus.
Listen, World 🌏 ⭐️🧚♀️ 
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