In hilarity
came illumined sun.
We are the weather.
Don't invite any clouds
to block your light.
It's miserable for me
when it has to rain.
Though I see it's vital
for you to continue your life.
Roaring halcyon horizon,
we are the only lives
I tend to dream about.
A rested head is one relying on an empyrean day to look forward to.
Strive for sunshine.
Everytime you see me look
towards the sky
It is caused by hoping
for clear day
where I could see you.
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