Winter has begun and now I miss the sun
I thought I knew the sun. I thought I had it tamed. When it looked dim and weak, I’d just blow on the flames. But now my faith is shaken - perhaps I was mistaken. It seems the sun has ghosted me. I miss those rays that roasted me.
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