First hours as I transverse the everyday lanes of my life
And I wonder if only I care about the skies and how they transform everyday
The sun is a spill of brilliant mercury looking out through curious clouds
The heavenly spotlighting of it's reflections falling gently on this wretched earth
Making us feel more special; giving us the attention we so desperately crave but ignore
And any bright day may turn to darkness just as quickly
It is up to oneself to keep it from consuming us
Is it up to oneself to protect the candle in our hearts from the worldly winds
But I will lend you my light even tho you don't want such things from me
Because you need it and I want your happiness forever
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