Ends of the World

Standing at one end of the World, while you are at the other, would we hear the same music? I know I hear it every day at sunrise. And the sunset has a song of its own. And the nights are amazing.
You are on one end of the world, I am on the other. But we do not hear the same music. The sun rises at different times, sometimes it doesn’t even set there where you are. And I can’t hear the songs of the unset-sun as you can’t hear the tunes of the sun that rises from a coating of dew.
And sometimes the darkness takes over. And we end up not hearing the same melodies. So we dance on different tunes.

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