Microsoft=Wei Ran
In the roseate evening of your birdy tweet,
the sunset amber-glows leak
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In the roseate evening of your wandering feet,
In the sun tanned words you speak.
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In the roseate evening of your hidden thoughts,
that cook on gas stove of butterfly wings,
.
In the roseat evening of worn quilt
that once warms your cold heart strings.
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In the roseate evening of repeated walks,
that trace the past with sweetened favors.
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In the roseate evening of lightened talks,
that shorten distance in between forever.
...
I just wished that the Roseate color
upgrade the Redskinned Kenwood park, a lot.
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