The last time I had to say goodbye it lasted long after the word; just as the real sunset comes after the sun drops away. For me anyway. Then the Van Gogh's and the cloud- shinings and the pink shell-light, 'The gloaming', they call it. The day's closing. For me anyway. from 'The End' in Goodbye Songs & Thank you Notes
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