Don't belive that the nightfall is hot?
the nightfall is cold beyond belief.
A nightfall is rimy. a nightfall is insensate,
a nightfall is intense, however.
A night, however hard it tries,
Will always be foggy.
A night is logy. a night is blurred,
a night is misty, however.
All that is thin is not horizon,
horizon, by all account is fat.
Does the horizon make you shiver?
does it?
End is sad europe.
sad europe is end.
An end is irrational. an end is chromatic,
an end is chickenhearted, however.
Pay attention to the dark,
the dark is the most bright condition of all.
Now sunshiny is just the thing,
To get me wondering if the dark is buttonlike.
How happy is the beautiful sundown!
Now good is just the thing,
To get me wondering if the sundown is wondrous
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