Evening
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The sun has slipped down to the horizon
To appear fresh at the break of the dawn
Sound of birds must subside in a while
As night spreads its shroud from a mile
Sparkling dot of a star comes up in the east
Giving to the tale of grandpa an eerie twist
One by one inside the huts lamps are lit
As hurried feet kick dusts in the street
It's time to go home, get a wash and gossip
To take dinner and fall in the lap of sleep
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