Sunlight Plays
Ever the same
and ever changing.
Turn your face to me.
Show me things
i can't replace,
show me things
i cannot see.
Frantic wishing
mind of passion,
show me sacred ways.
Some things
don't go out of fashion
like the way the
sunlight plays.
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