Dear Flower,
My beautiful blossom,
How you inspire my gaze.
You deem my presence day
And I your absence the night.
Though I'm burdened to never rest,
To shine that your Mother Earth
And all her children might live,
The sight of you
Wills me to burn that much brighter.
But alas, that is the blemish of our love.
For though you may lean
Towards my light
And I
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