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Sundown Yellow Moon

In the twilight's embrace, memories bloom,

Sundown yellow moon, casting its glow,

Youthful days, like whispers in the gloom,

Echoes of laughter from long ago.

In golden years, as time gently weaves,

Recollections dance, a bittersweet tune,

Of wild escapades beneath autumn leaves,

And youthful transgressions 'neath the moon.

Oh, how we roamed in reckless delight,

Underneath stars, our hearts beating free,

In the hush of night, beneath moonlight,

Living on the edge of eternity.

Now, as shadows lengthen, and day wanes,

Sundown yellow moon, a guiding light,

We cherish the past, with its joys and pains,

As we journey into the quiet night.

In the twilight of life, cherish the memories of youthful transgressions, for they are the threads that weave the tapestry of our existence.

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