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Twilight always has a way of calming the heart, even when the day feels long and tiring. This afternoon's sky displayed a captivating gradation of colors: a blend of soft orange, deep gray, and a hint of blue left over from the day. The clouds formed long streaks, as if a painstakingly crafted natural painting. In the distance, the silhouettes of trees and rice paddies formed the boundary between earth and sky, creating a sense of peace that's hard to replace.

The afternoon breeze blew gently, carrying the scent of earth and ripening rice. Amidst the silence, the only sounds could be heard were the humming of insects, welcoming the arrival of night. It felt like every second passing under a sky like this was a moment not to be missed.

Twilight teaches us that every ending has its beauty. That even when the sun sets and the light begins to fade, there's a serenity born from that separation. Here, amidst the expanse of rice paddies and the darkening sky, I felt all the burdens of the day slowly evaporate with the light disappearing on the western horizon.
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##### <center>Note: I am writing in Indonesian and using the help of Google translate to translate into English.</center>

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@gunting|Realme C53|Aceh Province. Indonesian Country.

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