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The dying light you gently exhaled. by Zewar-Fadhil The dying light you gently exhaled. by Zewar-Fadhil

Distant sun, where have you gone? I remember the dying light you gently exhaled in that violent wait for dawn, and your falling haze chanted in lamentation. Dispiritedness swarms my blood as I anchor my trepidation in your exile, come from the loss of breath and born for this misery, I tend to the fragile horizon who begs for rescue from an insatiable twilight.

The delicate nature of your transcendence fades in the decaying shadows, surging in the forgotten records of those blazing streams. And this is where I permit myself to exist, a purgatory of waiting in this loathsome brume.

_Zewar Fadhil 

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Real-Neil Featured By Owner Jul 3, 2016  Hobbyist Photographer
Just brilliant writing complimented by perfectly matched images. Again and again.  I love this work poised between hope and despair. Tending the fragile horizon. The primeval fear of the fading light. The absent sun. Ain't no sunshine when she's gone. Birth of the blues. I love what you do. I just wish you'd do more. 
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