Silently I sit and wait Unexpectantly engulfed by This time of day. Suddenly everthing slows down And I begin to notice what it is about This time of day. The long shadows and hues of the warmest colors Settle on the ground and everything else This time of day. The chunk of transistion time Where it's neither night nor day This time of day. No longer is business suits But not ready for night or evening gowns This time of day. Preparation And detoxicification during This time of day.Birth sign: Gemini
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