The sun intrigues me. It supports all life on earth, we yearn for summer months to feel its energy, yet the very thing that keeps us alive can kill us. I think that’s the point of life though to find something worth dying over.
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I wrote this laying by my window watching the snow fall dreaming about the summer days to feel the warmth of the light drape across your face, the sun keeps me alive.