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Aug 2016
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I asked the sun to shine on me,
“Maybe tomorrow, I’m busy right now,”
it answered in clouded chuckles,
spitting on me in dampened drips, then
screaming at me in thunderbolt rants
while hiding behind these gloomy charcoal
skies that seem constant above me

So I found a spot on a hill and waited
beneath a large evergreen tree
worried because it was always so dark,
when you appeared, sat down next to me,
put your arms around me and kissed me
and my world became instantly bright

Before long, the sun was asking me to shine on it

“Maybe tomorrow, I’m busy right now” I answered
Stephan
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Stephan  Camp Johnson Crossing NW
(Camp Johnson Crossing NW)   
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