Frenetic lines dance just on the cusp
Sunset swallowed up by encroaching dark
As Nyx performed her skin-care routine
Stars emerging as the sequins of her dress
The Goddess of Night taking the stage
Ready to perform her duties once more
Yet just above the horizon
A faint glimmer of light squirms before
Nyx lulls the last vestiges of dusk to rest
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