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The sun is shinning when our weary eyes are dimming
Underneath the melting sky we rest, to enjoy living
Sail the final wisps of golden light sinking

This body we call life, repetitive and blinking
Paints a watercolor line

Let Your Light Shine

Time tale, running out as breathing gives
one more fight to lick in


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Write comment. Very nice piece of work, Adryan. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks