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Chinzorig Batgerel

Chinzorig Batgerel

Mongol boy Chinzoo. Life of an adventure. #dontYouTouchMyGuitar #justAsk

Dusk

1 min readMay 4, 2020
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Setting sun and settling mood

Seeing it fall down, but is it really falling?

Shades of red, orange and purple

Shattered among the clouds like a paint

Reminding of phases and impermanence

As the dusk falls another night will rise

All of them together, how would you see them from up there

or down there

Sparkles of shiny dots

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Sprayed over a black canvas

Another some shades of paint

above them covering some ground

Smell of a dying day

Sound of a calm serenade

Scenery of a dream or fantasy

Seeing is only a part of it

Goodbye to the sunlight

Good riddance to some others

It’s time for people like us

Inclined to stay up in the dark

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Chinzorig Batgerel
Chinzorig Batgerel

Written by Chinzorig Batgerel

Mongol boy Chinzoo. Life of an adventure. #dontYouTouchMyGuitar #justAsk