When the Sun Fills my Dreams

January 20, 2010
When night comes I dream of the magic of the sun.
The rise and fall of my happiness.
The light replaces the darkness.
A time when my spirits are high and my worries low.
The perfect place of serenity.
Such a feeling that I long for as time passes slowly.
The sun enlightens my thoughts.
Brightness and beauty is all I see.
There is nothing more I want.
I am complete.

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