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Staring at the Sun.

Sometimes i refuse you,
and try to leave you alone.
But in reality,i obsess you
and it breaks my heart and bones.

But you see,im not the only one,
who stares at the sun.
It blinds us, and divines us.
but it kills us one by one.

I'd rather be a nebula,
in a different universe,
Than to be a mere existence,
how could it be any worse?



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