“The Road Goes On And On Into The Sunset” — Image by kenne
A large drop of sun lingered on the horizon
and then dripped over and was gone,
and the sky was brilliant over the spot where it had gone,
and a torn cloud, like a bloody rag,
hung over the spot of its going.
And dusk crept over the sky from the eastern horizon,
and darkness crept over the land from the east.
― John Steinbeck, The Grapes of Wrath
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