Only sunsets

Prairie sunsetOnly sunsets
get rougher around the edges
tearing dreams from another day
wasted. Gone

spoken soflty in the field
only sunsets chase the wheat
cold fingers,wrapped
as the stalks break
brittle

this is the spirit
where angels cry

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