Eveningward

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In the half-light, in the evening
 In the time between light and darkness
 The day becomes a crawling shadow
 That withers like grass in the bright sunlight
 Morning sows the seeds, and the evening brings the harvest
 The Moon's sickle cuts the sky
 And the earth bows low before Crown of Light
 And my mind begins to reel
 And the stars begin their trembling
 And thus I ask myself, "Will not my feet stumble?"
 As I begin my journey
 Onward, shadow-ward, eveningward

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04:33
Tempo
87 BPM

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