He always watches the sunrise from his window,
It brings him comfort to watch it shine and glow.
As the sun rises and be able to feel his warmth,
That embraces him after a cold dark night.
May the sunrise be an indication of hope,
To every lost soul that barely can't cope.
Every sunrise is another opportunity,
To persevere in the face of adversity.
May this sunrise serves as a beacon of light,
To give him more reason to stay and fight.
To stop him from vilifying himself,
To see that there's more to life.
Watching the sunrise made him thinking,
"Is this life worth living?"
Is there a way to make it happier?
Or is it time for him to make the sunset prettier?
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I love watching the sunrise and I really love the beauty of it..The colours that mix like orange and yellow. Its really very beautiful.
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