Sun
Sun
The sun rose and set.
I kept looking at the piece of fire I saw in my childhood.
In my current age,I moved the sun with mysterious powers.
And by positioning the sun well, I strengthened the good life.
Copyright © Johannes Cicek | Year Posted 2024
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