Oh, Sun, I like You!

A pleasant morning is seeking its sun to gently and splendidly rises

Here comes the desire to glorify its existances.

In a world of frigidity, It lukewarms with pleasure every bodies and hearts

In a world of dark and depression, It lightens the spaces of the room without exception

In a world of every soul is starving, It feeds beings generously

In a world of ordinary mortals, It is The Sun.

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05.36

Few sips of coffee before i should go,

along with the Sun, i fall for it.