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Chasing the Sun
Rushing through each day, as if I had not a care, head long toward the sun screaming, "catch me if you dare." Dripping drabs of liquid sunshine burn my deft eye. While seeking answers to the question, why, why! Why? Into the sun I run, my skin so hot and dry, as the dusky penciled pastels of twilight smear. Through tight clinched lids the sun glares, blind I'll be I fear, always grasping for truth, but my head just can't clear my thoughts on the tautly stretched canvas of my mind. Race and run and fill my lungs, still I fall behind playing catch with the sun, and all I seem to find, I'm racing toward the horizon of tomorrow. Please, one more chance, for a moment I can borrow, but blithe sun denies me, leaving me in sorrow, while in the distance the light slowly fades to dark. Truth or naught, who can say, the end is cold and stark the meaning is lost in life's fading rainbow arc, enveloping me in my sadness and despair. Dripping drabs of liquid sunshine burn my deft eye as the dusky penciled pastels of twilight smear my thoughts on the tautly stretched canvas of my mind. I'm racing toward the horizon of tomorrow while in the distance the light slowly fades to dark enveloping me in my sadness and despair. 07/29/16
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