September 8, 2012
Look into the sky,
It's just like you can fly.
The sunshine shoots its rays,
You know how it has its ways.

Nature is so bright,
Why doesn't it take a flight?
The sun comes up every day,
No, not just in May.

How can we say,
That sunshine destroys our way.
It helps us live so much,
It's a common touch.

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