Lake at dusk, dimming horizon emits douceness.
Clouds agrey need not be considered redoubtable, but, rather, unlit and ready for slumber.
Tortuous paths circumvent water’s shore, where, through leafless forests, distant lights provide sole comfort.
Regarding preference for urban illumination, fuhgeddaboudit! That which man did not make glows the soul inimitably. : )
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