Sunrise Sunset
Seated beneath the sun to ponder this life and what it has become?
Tears are frozen, emotions numb, these fears control what I have become?
Seated now within the warm sunshine, life becomes undone, unfulfilled and young can I change what I have become?
The answer is dumb these fears I have, have sung - they continue to sing, rhyme and hum.
Seated now within the shadows, the suns cast can not last, but re-rises in the morning to eternally ever last, until the day that I fall ill and terminally pass under the sun I will cry and laugh.
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