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Towards the end of a beautiful day, when our world becomes bathed in a golden light, we can pause at the threshold where increasing darkness will fold the day's experience into night.
All becomes silent as the twilight presence of our world displays its detail and radiance. It is at this moment our souls are drawn towards the setting sun to merge and finally accept the inheritance of darkness.
Here we can once again be one with the cradle of origin whose mysteries will arise at dawn.
- Robert Bissell
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