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Sun

The frigid, icy wind does blow
Filling my days with pain and cold
As memories of suns' sweet ways
Seem to be so distant, old

I feel the stinging on my face
So true, a torturous caress
Sending tremors deep in my soul
Stealing away my every breath

I pray to find a haven soon
To shield me from this agony
As flakes of white cover my eyes
Darkness is all that I can see

Warmth is not so fleeting, yet
This cold world can be undone
As you wrap your arms around me, soft
I find my world embraced in sun

~THE FLOWING PEN~
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