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As oat field meets a peach sky, the evening has come in stately fashion, with all the grace of a breeze in repose.

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The evening comes as a welcome lull in a fine opera.

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Upon this snow-lit eve, reflecting streetlamp gold into the black, I am so at ease within myself.

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As evening casts her dusky gown, when the air becomes fresh and restful, the time of joyful reflection has arrived. For in the achievements of the day are a form of self pride that warms the soul, that is a sense of happiness.

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The evening is a time of reward after the daylight efforts are made, when it feels good to enjoy the simple pleasures and ready oneself for the world of dreams.

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Come the evening time I was ready for calm stillness, for that same sense one may feel in a hammock upon some sun-soaked palm-adorned paradise. That I was at home in my flat made not one iota of difference. I was at peace with the world.

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In that welcome amber glow the time of slower thoughts has arrived, those moments when with open eyes my brain becomes as a perfect empty horizon, seeing, yet content to sit. I feel the soothing breeze, become absorbed in the music of crickets, letting the gentle energy of nature wash in.