When the sun rises
I am awake
Looking at its beauty
Thinking about my life
Tell me
What's life?
I need universe to answer me
I need galaxies to tell me their story
Or else
I will live in this body
Completely unaware
Of my surroundings
So please call my name
Pat me on the head
Let's sit on the edge of the world
And tell me your story
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DreamingKikyo (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
Maybe the Sun itself have the same question, and it is still looking for the answer everyday from dawn to dusk.
Well penned.
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