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The Sun – by Squatter

When the sun is long set,
And your eyes accustom to the enveloping dark,
The night looms on eternal;
Even the weakest of candles cast their light.

You grow cold inside.

Numbness sets in, and you resonate with the strange noises of the night.

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Forever later,
After you’ve given up hope that it ever could,
The dawn finally breaks,
And the sun fires the sky.

The first rays tingle your skin, your heart thumps, and warmth soaks through to your soul.

The sun lights up everything around you.

You bask while you can,
But the sun cannot be tamed,
And will continue its journey through the heavens,
Leaving you once more to the darkness.

The only way to stop it is to pursue,
And join it on its path.

Man cannot exist without the radiance of the sun.