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Nov 2013
They say that when the sun dies the world will be over.
No more light.
No more warmth.
No more hope.
We will be no more.

I think they're right.
Because I know what it's like to lose
your light
your warmth
your hope.
I know what it's like to lose the sun.
We are no more.
Michaela
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