The Sun
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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.
Copyright © Anais Vionet | Year Posted 2020
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