PURPLE-- HAZE
Amber light.
In dawns early hours.
Brings joy into my days.
Yet so many moments;
Slip silently away.
So much of my time.
Is a hazy purple cloud;
Tinted with gray.
How unnatural this seems.
One smile eases it,
All into a shade of;
Glistening tangerine.
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