My day
The sun, would you say something important?
it seems to me that you won't move
is that only my feeling?
but I am not sleeping
it's not a dream
I am awake
everything is in my logical thought
Any something special for me?
The sun,
if you are not objected,
I wanna ask you
the question that the bird never ask about
even the stars
The sun,
have you ever face the moon?
or been side by side in a romantic spot or space?
or you have a wonderful story
about your dream
or about your passion
but what?
every day
you're just passing me
from east to west
that's your fate, right?
Or,
do you know about our sea?
or the ocean?
I know that every day you face your face
but,
have you ever seen it at night?
The sun,
in the morning
you are so wonderful
attracts everybody
but you can't deny it
that you are nothing at night
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