The shining of a thousand torches
The sun wont wait,
For her time to come.
She takes it and struggles.
Before it is done,
You may ask the sun.
Why cant I look at your beauty?
The sun wont respond,
But will shine with envy.
The sun is a friend, or an enemy.
The sun can be threatening.
The sun can struggle to push through clouds,
And still be blamed when its rainy.
But your phone light wont pursue its dreams.
Your torch wont burn brighter.
I would rather wait till after,
The clouds have gone and the sun comes back, lighter.
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Miya No | Year Posted 2026
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