Duty For the Twilight

Come to think of it, the dusk job was heavy

Must be patient to hear my prayers, about him who is far away

Dusk whispered Amin, to help my prayer to be heard soon

His other job was again to listen to my wishes, so that he and I could have time to meet as soon as possible

Twilight stroked me with a tinge of his jaw, calming this often restless heart

Again have to listen to my chatter about how much I missed him

In this matter, Dusk no longer just whispered and buffered me with the tinge of the orange

Dusk expressed my longing for him by scratching an orange gradient in his skies, embracing him with all my longing, for him

Maybe bored, but Dusk has never been absent in the last days of mine to just listen to my prayers, wishes, and longs

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