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Feb 2014
why the sun is out, we will never know
perceptions of the yellow glow all differ
and who loves it and who doesn't all depends
but what would the world be without it?
we depend on it, just like you do with
his eyes
the warmth we receive from the sun
is the same you gain from his stare
glancing with the ocean blue gleam
"i know you, i walked with you once upon a dream"
and as you float back to reality while gazing into his world viewers,
you notice your life is this dream you dreamt
and you're walking with him
as the sun takes the background
and there you have it,
all the warmth a human could sustain

~t.s.
tessa salahi
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tessa salahi
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